love like stars: my sweet thing is a monster
Us humans, we are bestowed with the curse and the gift of empathy, oh how it can bring the world round
or crashing
that empathy is a powerful tool with which we must balance mindfully, for it can destroy just as easily as it can create
Theres a reason people always warn you not to take stray animals home, because you never quite know their whole story,
their history remains locked in mystery, you can't always answer ,"who are they?" or," where have they been?"
but man those eyes they look so tired and lost, and you can see the glimmer of stars in their eyes that you call hope
all it needs is a spark, a single atom of hydrogen or helium to ignite beauty that hides there
in those eyes
so you take them home, that sweet sweet thing you know just how to take care of them don't you
a master plan lingers, outstretched between the edges of your all knowing mind,
it's perfect
and that sweet sweet thing, it purrs and melts gratefully in your saving arms for a while,
keep dreaming little angel, you can be saved in time
they cry when you are away from it, a sound that breaks your heart every time
they must have been so lonely out there on their own
and they scratch and tear at your belongings, leaving a mess of all the things you loved
but it was just to capture your attention
they must have been through so much
your mom and your friends stay away from them, they dont understand at all
"they are way to over attatched to you! look at them, and look at you! you haven't done
anything at all besides care for them, what are you going to do about your work? school?"
they don't get it, your little angel needs you
but that lovely thing oh how they hide many a dark figures behind those glimmering eyes
and you didn't even know they knew just what they were doing when they ruined all your things
or cried so loudly until you devoted your whole entire being to them, leaving you drained
you give them everything you have
and they take it, filling their insatiable appetite for love
you have to give it to them, they're starving without your love
the scratches that bleed on your arms and legs
the bites you hide when you get the rare chance to visit your friends or family
it's just the mere cost of loving something so much
my little angel
my sweet sweet boy,
is a monster
your friends and your family, they know it well but you push them away
until they pull back,
and they drag you away from those glimmering eyes
and they let you watch those stars blaze and react ,so volatile,
like a telescope that gained focus you turned away from those seemingly twinkling lights,
you didn't know how blinding they really were
that monster it leaves theeth mark scars on you
that remind you why people really say don't take in strays
that remind you just how easy it is to fake love,
still you are healed,
and still you wonder where that starry eyed creature crawled away to,
you hope it finds what love truly is
because you did
love is being strong enough to take as much as you give
love is being strong enough to realize you can love yourself too
and that is fair, that is okay
love does not deplete you of your individual existence, it fuels it
like a hydrogen or a helium atom,
because stars, like love, can be volatile
or they can be warm
guiding,
help you see through dark times instead of blinding you