A poem for my "FIRST" that didn't last.

Confession #1

Lots of galaxies do exist, yet I've found the purest star.

Felt like light years before we crossed paths.

But, we were meteors both landed on each other's back.

Among the stars I've met, you shine so differently.

Cause there's you, my shining star, during darkest nights.

Under the canopy of stars where I see you from afar.

Wondering about how fate brought us to one place.

To have a genuine star like you always puts me in ecstasy.

The crack of dawn will arrive soon that might set us apart.

For sure, we'll stay good friends in a day that never ends.

And remember the day when the universe aligned us to one constellation,

It was the golden time, the time our own galaxy was created.

We were astronomically distant, twinkling at our own pace.

And just like asteroids, we suddenly collided for once.

It was a rare event of collision that made us stay in one space.

Need no space exploration to see and get amazed by other glisters.

I don't need telescopes to clearly capture the beauty of outer space.

Why bother? When we have our own space, a special room filled with stars.

Not as broad as the typical outer space, but it's my most cherished,

And treasured dimension where fragments of our unexpected encounter stay together.

I take a look at other celestial bodies, now I see why you're different from them.

You speak with sparks that have become my therapy to storms every rayless night.

It was as if you chant every word you uttered which my ears hold dear,

And you made me embrace that not all meteorites would land in a wondrous place.

Now, I wander in a land where I can ponder and shine the most, thanks to you.

I've been observing stars but you seem to be more observant than me.

I like how you notice little things and spot masked sorrows.

You got an eye of an eagle that I feel numb when I stared back.

Too sweet to deal with, now diagnose me with diabetes,

Cause I found myself consuming too much of your sweetness.

I have turned into falling debris, not expecting you to fall back.

Your kindness is what's really got me, but it's how you turn my worries into gold,

Turn my tears into pearls, and made me see what rainbows are like.

You are a kind of distraction that I enjoy watch to in silence.

I am being silent but I know you hear it silently, too.