04/28/17

 

it’s late and the summer air is warm

and he’s looking at you instead of the stars

and the galaxies in his eyes far outshine the night sky

and you can’t remember any of the names of the boys who broke your heart

or that promise you made to yourself two years ago crying alone in the wet grass

because he erases it all

it’s as though every tear you’ve ever cried is pulled back into the atmosphere

evaporated into the clouds

to be collected and pooled together for the next big summer rainstorm

the thunder begins to shake the sky and he pulls you tight

and you laugh

because you know it’s your broken hearts about to fall

but you’re not afraid anymore

because everything is different

nothing is the same

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