the moon told me about you once
how the shadow planet within your eyes
tends to fixate on mine, leaving my hands tied
with my heart kidnapped and barely alive.
you held it high
falling snowflakes from the milky sky
fell right on time
not letting the living beat dry and die.
I knew you always loved the snow
I always wanted to let you know
whenever I saw the outside cold
I would say “look, it’s snowing.”
with your facial expressions growing wide
like the inner child inside magnified
my heartbeat multiplied
because at that moment,
you looked so perfect.
it’s still too soon to let you in,
but somehow you still slip under my skin,
like the single drop of a pin,
that’s all it takes.
that’s all it takes.
no matter the times i swam within the clouds
the sky never seemed so high
until you followed behind.
even with all the scar tissue
healing the wounds of my soul
the stars said you were someone new.
because with every broken clock
raveling time
you will be a driving rhyme
in all my journal lines.
Then, the moon never spoke about you again
because you made my emotions travel on whirlwind
upside down
up and down
side to side
to a total stop.
the stars lied when they said you were someone special
in the end, you were just a melting snowflake to me
who would fall and never be seen again under the moon.