i wonder how many galaxies
you have held in your palms
and i hope that you will
cradle my face
just as gently;
that i won’t slip
through your fingers
like the stardust did.

(via skylinesandstarlights)

It’s 12:26 am and I’d like to scream at you and tell you that I miss you but instead I just closed my eyes and whispered “you’re a fool for letting me go.