galaxy girl

i want to be your galaxy girl.

i want to watch the stars swirl in your eyes and trace the constellation freckles on your cheeks.

i want to run my fingers through your cosmos curls and feel the sunspots dance on my skin when you hold my hand.

i want to be the supernova that pulls you apart

and puts you back together

because the big bang was real and it was your soul exploding into star dust ash!

your solar wind whips at my face but i don’t mind the burns anymore

if it means that i get to see the comets streak through your eyes.

your cosmic beauty fuels my molten core

raging with emotions that is burning me from the inside out.

and everything in my head revolves around you

because of your sheer gravity

and i will never get tired of being locked in orbit around you.

you are a special kind of universe never seen before,

a star filled space that outshines everything;

but you are the haley’s comet to my green planet

and I don’t want to have to wait seventy five years anymore!

i am your icarus

but instead of the sun i am flying into the black hole that you never taught me how to resist!

cold phantom hands wrap around my lungs

and i can feel your halo of warmth slipping from my grasp

but still all i can think of is you!

your warmth and your light is the only thing keeping from freezing over

until suddenly i feel myself burning up again!

you try to save me anyway which is the worst gesture

because you know it isn’t safe for you to go this far into the dark

and i don’t want you to burn yourself up for me!

i am not worth the death of your starlight;

so don’t shine for me.

don’t let me be your galaxy girl;

i don’t deserve that golden title.

don’t let me rip your stars apart

because i want you to still be beautiful even when i’m gone.

i am a dark galaxy devoid of life and light

and i don’t want to be the one

to color inside the lines of your stars with a black marker.