he wasnt worth it

perhaps it wasnt love.
perhaps you reeked of tragedy and i so wanted a muse
i could hear the breaking of hearts miles away from where you stood.

perhaps i so wanted to right something wrong and perhaps you couldnt help but break something beautiful
and maybe i was chasing hard for something you were not, maybe you saw it in my eyes and convinced yourself you were it

all i know is im obsessed with stars and you felt like one.
all i realize now is you were just a comet, a ball of dust that looked so pretty in the sky


and nothing more



// i no longer think you hung the moon