Maybe it was all just a dream.

Our meeting was written in the stars... But so was our parting.

Were you a product of my imagination? Hope and loneliness swirling together,

Creating a someone that stole away my heart

And locked it away so deeply

That I'll never find it again.

You again. You...

I miss you.

I miss the shallow bowls that are your dimples when you smile just so.

I miss the concave convexities of your chest where my head fits perfectly.

I miss the way your skin smells when I press my face against it.

I miss the curves of your lips at the edges when you're about to laugh.

I miss the smoothness of your shoulders and my favorite place to kiss.

I miss your holocaust hips and how I could just grip them so easily.

I miss the shapes we made when we were entangled together in an infinite bond.

I miss the warmth of your body at my back or against my chest.

I miss your mouth and tongue and the wonders you committed with ease.

I miss the calming timbre of your voice and the sparkles of your laugh.

I miss the galaxies in your eyes and the stardust in your soul.

I want to lie atop your chest and feel your words vibrating through my skin and out into the universe.

I miss you.

There's a piece of me missing.

I gave it to you.

My heart is divided into equal parts:

One perfect, one broken.

How can that be?

How did you fix it completely 

Yet tear it apart

When we parted?

The look on your face

When the bus came to take me away

I'm sure mine looked the same.

The sorrow I felt

Ran down my cheeks for hours

And the downpour began anew

Each time it stopped

For even a moment.

And you felt the same.

The best parts of me

Live with you

So that must be why nothing feels

Quite right

Without you.

You took me away

When we parted.

Did I take you?

I would travel worlds for you

A thing already in my dreams 

But I would share my dreams with you

If you but asked.

You are my new dream

Filling days and dusks

With starlight of your soul.

Your scent

Or memory of it

Clings comfortably to my skin

And touch of you

Remembered on my fingertips

And in mind's eye

The shape of limbs and angles

All entangled and entwined

A perfect puzzle.

You evoke a light in me

A warmth unlike one ever known

You hold my soul.

A star-crossed love. We knew it would end, but still, it was written in the stars. 

Our stars.

We never expected to feel so much so quickly. I thought a kiss was just a kiss--but we were drawn together like moths to a flame; our soulsparks beckoning, reaching until at last they touched and enveloped us in light. 

Starlight.

I miss you already, when your arms curl around my waist and your breath sighs steadily against the back of my neck. When you smile at me from across the room, and the way your pale skin looks in the moonlight. Like marble, chiseled gently into curves and edges that are not cold and hard, but warm and fluid and rising and falling.

Things will be different. We know. There is so little time left and it was fate that brought us together and fate that tears us apart. Things happen for a reason, they say. Things happen, I say. Time is relative, they also say. It's true.

We tripped and fell into some semblance of love that was more real than some loves that have lasted over lifetimes. Somehow, we helped each other up. One to lean on when the other needed to lean. Exactly what we both needed at exactly the right time. 

Hold me closer before you have to let go.

We will meet again... but things will be different.

I'll never forget our moments, frozen in time, your eyes reflecting starlight and the moonlight of your skin. Our moments are marked in the stars.

Our stars.

She let 

The gentle breeze of wind

Wash over her skin

Like the hands of a tender lover

Lighter than air

And softer than 

Water 

In its sweetest state.

She sat

Pondering from afar

As she glanced out of the window

Wandering

The distance between

A heart and its soul

When the bond has been 

Broken

Or never existed

In the first place.

She breathed

In two breaths 

Into breadth of

Inhaling

And drowned in the air

That had seeped in

Invited

Beneath damaged skin

Invading

And it rained

And she remembered.

We fucked

With you awake in the room

Feigning sleep for our sake

Still awake.

Your bunk

It shifted back and forth

In tandem with our speed.

The rhythm and the scent

Engulfed you full

With us as well.

Somehow

It felt so right

That you were there that night

To feel through my first time.

His smiles

Send daggers of pain lancing

Through my skin 

And into my veins

A dulled pain

But pain nonetheless.

A guess

As to why my dearest friend

Can strike me with a glance

Of sparkling eyes.

No surprise

I've fallen in love again.

"Like a sister," he says;

"That's how much I love you."

What mistake do I make

Or is it a strength?

They never think of me as girl

But rather friend

And not together

In a way unprecedented.

He meant it

In the sweetest way

But don't you know

That sugar can kill?

One night, the moon, it called to me.

It sang of stars and dark of night

Of solitude

Not loneliness.

Winter sighs and wings of light,

It called to me.

One night, I answered, silently.

I knew the moon had left a right

To find my voice

In emptiness.

Shining skies and heart's delight.

Yet silently.

The moon, it reached to me below

With moonbeams' rays

In ladder shape

Inviting to ascend.

Then intuition bade me, go

To brighter days

Of moonlight's haze

And broken souls to mend.

I climbed to stars and sighs of night

To winter wings and dark of light

To solitude and shining skies.

All this I found through ladder's rise

And saw with moonbeam's eyes.