screaming at the moon, the approaching tide. those words whispered so confidently. we are like the stars, some near and some far. how wishful we are; we burn like the stars. this quiet night, tears seeping through used sand. palms moist, and this time i'm terrified. we bled into the same vial. i hold it tight to my chest. how magnetic it is. how terrified i am. the moon will revolve. the waves will dissolve. your eyes are bashful like dying streetlights. we remain warm, within this ocean of arms. as two fallen stars we bide in the tide. amidst sea and sky, our starry eyes cried. i want to go back to the days there when we said that we would be one, together forever. n n n n