Poetry

When Stars Fall

“I love you”
Was the first thing he said
Greeted then by a soft kiss
When she woke up right next to him

Snuggling under the covers
It was neither the blankets
Nor the pillows
That warmed his heart
That made him seeking for her hand
Under the gaze of the galaxies
And the stars twinkling, swearing to keep it a secret

But then the stars started to fall
Falling, falling, falling
Turning into small white specks
Like snowflakes on the window sill

And he shivered

The last thing he remembers
Was saying “I love you”
To an empty bed
With only the stain of her lipstick
Left

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