(that girl) (ohmanifesto) wrote,
(that girl)
ohmanifesto

to my sputnik sweetheart.

and it came to me then- that we were wonderful travelling companions, but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own seperate orbits.

from far off they looked like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're no more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. when the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. maybe even open our hearts to each other. but that was only for the briefest moment. in the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude, until we burned up and became nothing.


goodbye, mark.

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