Celestial Bodies

Open your Eyes and Truly See
My Inner Flame
My Sunrise
Once Extinguished by Shattered Expectations
My Soul
On the Mend
Craving to be Ignited
If I Let you in
Never Cease
To Obliterate my Walls
Until there’s nothing left but You
Me
And our Celestial Bodies

Perfect Fucking Moment

I remember the moment this photo was taken, the click of the camera. I dropped my head down and finger-combed my hair forward, then flung myself up for the I-don’t-know-how-many-th time, then BAM. Not to sound like a narcissistic nightmare who makes you wanna choke on your own vomit, but it was a hard shot to pull off all things considered: chin had to stay down, shoulders up, find the lens and make eye contact in a millisecond, hand ever so slightly tugging my shirt, then hope my hair was still up and not whooshed back out of sight.

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