Tiny Pandora's Chest

 

Love was around for a little while

It made me happy

 It made me think that hanging the moon and it's stars on a canvas of darkened skies for someone was as easy as counting one, two and three

So I laid awake at night, reaching out with my tired, worn out hands, reaching for something, anything to help me steal the moon and it's stars

But hanging celestial beings for someone is like walking on needles

My feet bled

 My feet hurt 

 My feet, though far they carried me, couldn't help me reach my darkened sky canvas. 

 In the end,I swallowed the moon and it's stars 

kept them locked away in a tiny chest within my heart

tell me, have you ever felt the pain of swallowing starlight ?

the burning scorche that makes your heart feel like its on flames

that's how it felt,

 

Love was around for a little while. 

It was love and not like.

I know why:

 Like is when you pluck a flower because you think it's beautiful and

 Love is when you water a flower because you don't want it to loose it's beauty.

So I grew a flower in my dreams 

 I watered it for days, months, years 

And the stars and moon stayed locked away in their tiny chest 

I grew a flower in a dream that couldn't come true 

but still , I plucked it and I waited by the water well

 for love to come by 

 he didn't come

so I told myself a lie

"Just wait a little longer"

And the flower withered with the passing time 

So I swallowed it too and kept it locked away in a tiny chest in my heart

Could this have been more painful than swallowing starlight?

Maybe.

Love went away for some time.

 For awhile I was blue

And he was red

always red

But purple was never his favorite color and neither was lilac 

we never mixed well

Out of my own shame I patched up a mask and wore it to see love

For days, months and years

Hiding my moon and it's stars

Hiding my blooming flower

Hiding my blue

In a tiny chest in my heart

Never to be opened again.