I’ve been on the ground so long staring down,
I’ve forgotten about the sky above
and the stars that remind me of you, of us.
I’ve neglected the moon as it waxes and wanes,
tells me her stories written in her static sands
by lovers like you, like me, left there for eternity,
whether our memory endures or dies.
I’ve been stumbling over my feet,
dark soul and empty heartbeat,
as meteors etch love letters on black velvet night,
but my gaze cast low, so very low…I know
nothing but loss.
Yet if I could only look up,
I would see how much love exists
because I dared to love,
I dared to exist.
~ Emily C.