The stars aligned for us to be together but alas, the couldn’t stay like that forever.
Every day draws to an end, describing to you the littlest detail of each minute of my day.
Every night I fight sleep for conversations that never end and colours in the sky that always change.
In your arms, I will always be that 18 year old girl who kissed you and fell in love with your eyes, all in the same breath.
Even the way they look at you can be enough. That’s how mesmerising their charm is.
If only you knew, my love, a fire burns my soul, turning it black as the kohl in your eyes.
Sometimes she gets really quiet because she can’t drown screams in her head.
She gets really quiet so she can listen instead.
Break a painters heart and he’ll immortalise you with his paintbrush.
But the edges of a writers broken heart are too sharp and her pen is a weapon that slays.