The stars watched as he kissed me.
They gasped when he brought his lips to mine,
smiled when I kissed him back,
laughed when I did.
They gossiped and giggled,
stared and listened.
They were there for the nights to come,
and they were there for the last night
when he never came back.
That's when they faded.
So did I.
I woke up with a start
to find my shirt soaked with blood.
I just wanted to let you know that my
heart still bleeds sometimes.
It's becoming so tedious to clean it up.