My…..

The stars cross themselves
Like a holy prayer
And I know it’s the past
But you are there
And there’s summer in my bones
As the rubble topples homes
Like the foundation of Hill 16
And loving him was the dream
As we both match
Our patchwork scars
And I’m walking home
As you’re chasing cars
With bubbles in your chest
Don’t you know that I love you best
Though you’re sitting with her
Does she know what we were
And still are
I’ve no wish to be on par
I just want the truth to shine
Let it be known that I call you mine

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