In the Stars

Eleven months ago you told me you were working on yourself.

I knew that this was for the best

And maybe we'd survive this test

But, you were gone, and that's okay.

Maybe you'd come back one day.

So I waded through velvet and glitter and gold,

And stumbled over choices a little too bold.

Forests of beards and cherry red lips,

A feeling of emptiness inside every kiss.

I wondered why numbness encased my tongue,

'Til I saw their eyes were empty.

And your eyes were whole.

Electric affairs should've been a tiny bliss,

But you can't hold a hand when the fingers don't fit.

On the mound of my palm, just below the ring,

Your initial is carved, telling just about everything.

Then that one autumn day when I saw you again,

My search light crawled out, landing right on your head.

We knew in that moment where we needed to be.

I should be with you, and you should be with me.

Now my hands are the numb ones,

I forgot how to breathe.

But my tongue is on fire with words I can't conceive.

In you are shades of blue that I have never seen before

And I want you in the stars with me,

For now and evermore.