“For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.”
"I read today that your pupils dilate
when you see someone you love.
I’d always thought it was just my mind
playing tricks on me, but now I know it’s true:
Somehow, the world is a brighter place
when I’m around you.”
— a poem about how my eyes are always trying to swallow you whole