┏ʻ ° ⌜永遠に ⌟ ° ∙┓

┗∙ ° ⌜ 永遠に ⌟° ʻ┛

we shoot supernovae through 

each other's hearts until there's 

only blackholes left to 

absorb the pain and rip it apart while 

self-destructing at the same time

uranium bullets / titanium bombs / methane dynamite

the weapons meant to be used for 

fighting each other's battles, 

meant for shooting away asteroids that 

come our way and the poisonous gas 

eruptions from jealous moons, meant for 

saving each other, protecting 

each other but instead we

aim the guns at each other now, 

we destroy each other with swords 

made of constellations and lasers of 

gamma ray bursts until it turns our 

skin into crushed stars and our arsenal into 

ash and when that happens we tear 

at each other with needle like hair meant to be 

braided into galaxies and nails 

meant to trace the other's face tenderly,

so tell me now, the one i used to love: 

where are you now? 

were we only just a mere fantasy, 

lovers who held guns at each other's throats while 

kissing acidic stars away from rotting lips, 

lovers who collapsed due to each other's gravity 

into neutron stars, 

burning and burning and 

burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrning and 

b-u-r-n-i-n-g and 

burningburningburningburning
burningburningburningburning