Struck The Stars
Maybe in another constellation,
It wouldn't be just imagination.
It was too good to be true
To have known you.
Standing alone,
Stuck in the stars like stones,
Zoned from the bones
To the unknown.
Maybe it was fate, I thought,
Trying to hold my breath
Every second of the way.
But here we are,
Trying to find out where life takes us.
Maybe I just have to stop,
Take a breath,
And restart everything
Rewriting my life from scratch.
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