Stars

What do we do when we know that we’re headed toward soul-crushing devastation?

Do we run toward it in hopes that it will be beautiful?

Like the way the stars explode in stunning confusion?

For now, I  just don’t know.

I think I’ll stay tangled up for a little bit longer.

I think I’ll write you a love letter.

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