Somewhere In My Heart There Is A Star That Shines For You

Somewhere in my heart there is a star that shines for you <3

somewhere in my heart by Aztec Camera, 1987

That day she sauntered into my head

the day something I couldn't put my hand on changed

something euphoric

alluring

something I thought I needed so bad that putting every effort to locate meant nothing

it counted as an exit

an escape to the neverland

a firework on a day that isn't 4th of July

but a bliss doesn't prepare you for the consequences

the quarrels rippling through your head at night is what dignifies the shame of reality

it's what puts existence to use

lights dimmer and travel south,

haze crowns your fate,

abiding the scent of her..

-Row-

Artwork by lost7

One of the assignments that has nothing to do with my major but I absolutely enjoyed doing it.

'Cause sometimes we get too infatuated with the idea of being blind to the truth

we write down the things we wish to forget but deep inside want to always have it on our minds

it's like that coat with all buttons undone except one that's holding it together

memories come and go, just like people, but there's that one person that carved a new means of remembrance in your heart, and stole something you wish you knew but you don't

him, and him, and the sea

the sky, his lips, and trembling bones underneath

everything seemed inert while this love we never had the chance to effectuate just collapsed

but I still have it in there, the void you left.

one of the many memories I held together like buttons in that coat

I'm colorblind to the euphemism of this scene we're playing

fast-forward and it's us on that misty red rug tugged beneath the couch we built together

moving feet to feet and only the friction sounds of our toes are to remind us we're still breathing

safe and sound, smiling like it's the last day we'll ever see each other on earth

cause we once made a promise to collide in heaven

dances, dances, flashes

high-pitched, stifled screams

all the while you're there

drawing me closer than possible

lying behind the wall of my dreams that slowly faded into reality

-Row-

But I am home wherever you are near

There's no life in anything when you're not here

Love in the Time of Socialism by Yellow House, 2017