To my one and only.

tryingtofindthegreatperhaps:

Every night I go out and look at the stars,
and I’m reminded of your laugh,
the spilling of stardust from your lips.

Of the soft falls of your chest
and the counts of your breath.

Flashes of memories take over,
spilling until I’m full.
And I’m hit with the force of the ocean,
the coldness of winter.

Frost bites in my hands,
my feet,
my heart.
Like you.

And your last gift to me,
a treasure beyond words,
Transcending beyond constellations,
and the galaxies beyond.

If men were made out of stardust.
And the number of neurons in one person,
is the rough equivalent of the number of stars in a small galaxy.

You were my universe.
My galaxy.
My shooting star.
My everything.

I love you.

My first and last.

I love you.

———-

Damn you nhixxie.