Like A Wall of Stars, We Are Ripe to Fall



You've introduced me to a moment--a brief interval of unconditional acceptance, growth and content.

It's left me with something. Something great.


It was an exchange of puzzle pieces, but the part that we gained from each other was much, much larger than the part that we had to give up.



And it fit perfectly.

Ladies and Gentlemen, We are Floating in Space




Every thing we do--whether it be the way we laugh and smile to try and make others feel better, even though we aren't ourselves; the way we strive and hope for the best in life, despite being terrified at the possibility that things will never be how we want them to;

or the way I kiss the top of your eyelid, as you start to fall asleep.

Every single thing we do makes its mark in time and space. And once it is done, there is absolutely nothing that can take it away. Therefore, in a continual sense, after our time is gone and used up, we'll be there--our mark will last forever.

We'll be there: laughing, hoping, kissing, breaking. Feeling everything that countless amounts of people have felt before in their short, seemingly minuscule lives.


But we'll still be there.


I'll be there with you in our moment in time and space,





kissing the top of your eyelid, as you start to fall asleep.

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