Belong
The sun is a favorite star
until it sets.
Then there is only you.
Shining in a brilliant darkness,
you and I
in an ocean of messy stars.
I am so small in this place.
This place
where I don't belong.
But I feel infinite
in your eyes.
Your Eyes.
They catch me as I fall
down into the night sky
And brings me back up
to where you are.
you catch my vulnerable heart,
and hold it.
Because in your arms,
I belong.
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