The First Draft

You were my Sun
but the stars also shine
so maybe it’s time
to learn to live
like the moon

She had grace
and poise
but she moved
like a natural disaster
And to see her was to think
that wherever she went
the stars surely followed

Sometimes it feels like
the world must stop
when you close your eyes
But then I open mine
and realize
my life goes on

I want to open myself up
to you
But I know
you would take
everything
and leave me
an empty shell

I saw galaxies in your eyes
but you left me
for someone
who only sees the world

I could lay the world
at your feet
and you would say
“I wanted the moon”

Sometimes
it feels like
there’s a hole
where your heart should be
And if I look too closely
I might fall in

Does growing up
mean being less afraid
of the dark
Or learning how
to go to sleep
anyway?

You found me
a little bird
with a broken wing
but instead of helping me
you broke the other,
saying you much prefer it
when I cannot fly

I looked at you
and I fell
like Icarus
who flew too close
to the Sun