i.
I begun by spinning webs in your hair and laid eggs that'd hatch into your scalp; I thought agony would paint a perfect picture of us on the surface and I know I wasn't wrong, by the tears tracing your eyelashes.
That's when the waves in the shore winked at me; I knew I had heaven at my lips.
ii.
We were stars in the past -
colliding like comets, as our sighs were red dwarves;
imploding infront of the world and leaving black holes where they used to be.
I worshipped cosmotology when it was you I was examining through a telescope, it made the search immobilizing.
iii.
I don't think you can stand up on the moon,
scientists have proved it
but we still took our chances on falling [it's no different to a faultline.]
I wont be shining on someone elses hemisphere, as long as you warn me this time,
but I never knew the space was taken -
I never should've parked.
iv.
So we were all smiles and secrets, but I thought honesty reigned our kingdom,
but your heart was coloured moon & everyone knows that lunar pathways always fade,
but I still wonder why my tears are rainbows in the dark.
v.
Note to the burning one,
'I want my shooting star back.
Enclosed is a stamped address
return to breaking sender.
Love, tragic ending.'
Gold trophy winner
Honorable mention
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