the stars shatter
when she kisses the sky with her touch
the blueness bleeding into the edges
of the world
embraces her
the winds will thread her heart
in yellow tulips
the color of my stained lips
and tell her that she's prettier
when she opens her eyes

the stars welcome you with open arms. but there's warmth here on the ground. people are kind. not everyone will hurt you. and i swear, you never deserved to hurt in the first place. i love you. stay alive. and treat yourself like the fucking angel you are.