Here's to you, and all you give to this world. Happy Birthday. I know it's all the better without me.

Delirium

Hold your peace, child. Many other noises will fill the night's silence.

Driving To The Stars

I stretch

up to reach you

reaching for the skies

And I leave a gap

where my heart lingered

in the knot in my stomach

And the tangles we made

of bone and tissue

Above I see

99 pieces of glimmer

Spell out your name

Mine in the middle

The taste of your spittle

Still fresh in my throat

The feel of your nails

still bright on my shoulders

from where you ripped the wings

that I gave your name to

Keep driving to the stars

I'll keep watch as I fall.

Emptyful

Slowly, I'm drawing out everything and everyone that I chose to define me. I can't remember what I was before them, and despite my fright, my sense of curiosity is overwhelming me into rebirth.

I understand. I know I've traced lines in the sand, that I've pushed everyone back. I did it without wanting to. I did it out of compulsion. When my shadow fades from your doorstep, the air will breathe easier, knowing that it can flow freely without my bitter traps. Do not despair, please. It does not become you. Maybe, in another life where we are more fortunate, we can all become the night sky together, and scare the birds with our laughter and the warmth of our hearts. Till then, we must choose our own roads, and walk them home in the cold.

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Remember this. I loved you then. I love you still.

No.

I do not accept your gratitude, because what I do is a thankless pursuit. So please, stop.

Soon

This rocket seats two

and I saved a space for you.

Conversations

"We have to understand. Only one of us will be happy."

"Then I'd rather it be you."

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The geese cackled as they sat in silence, the thrum of beating wings drowned out by the beating of their heavy hearts.