the summer our lips met, we were
two bright celestial bodies. sprawling constellations
pulsed tightly above our heads and
i knew them like the way i memorized
the galaxies that coursed through your upturned palms.
you still cannot fathom why, but
please know this:
our entangled fingers held
every nook and cranny of the milky way.
and i could have sworn
we were vaster than any cosmos, but
everyone knows the tide changes
with the gravity of moonshine. now
you are light years away,
and we orbit in paths of push and shove.
i never knew that stardust could taste so bitter.
Age 16, Grade 10
Freedom High School
Bethlehem Area School District