when we’re immortalized in the sky, it will be side by side”

hope is a word I didn’t understand until I met you

because I never let myself be gifted something so precious

but you stormed in all fire and fight and I never had a chance

and the minute you said my name

part of my heart carved itself out of my chest

and dripping blood, just like my hands, gave those pieces to you

so as long as breath comes from your lungs

the feeling of hope will burn inside my soul

the thing that is made with echoes of you

and I know that home is not a place, it’s the sound of your voice

it’s the reassurance that flows in my body when you touch me

it’s the way I know that we’ll always find each other

oh, my beloved, the constellations are jealous legends

and they know that we are already rewriting them

so, yes, when we’re immortalized in the sky, it will be side by side”

-elica frank