07.08.15-star

when I met 

you

ou 

belonged  to no one

and 

everyone

the soul of a  pink spider

 morally Flexible and fluid

you 

kept saying you were tired of feeling crazy

when  you broke 

I threw the pieces across the sky

they  sparkled and became 

thousands’ of stars

I still

Look into the night  sky

and

try

to

hold  you

my star