Who knows what this is. I was rereading John Green's the fault in our stars, and I came to the quote 'my thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations,' and this sprung into my brain. Enjoy.
star crossed across the skies,
our hearts were never in it to win it.
careful of our lives,
they're much to fragile to be held.
the whispers of the world don't penetrate the haze,
we've hidden from mother earth,
scared of fruitless lies.
i lied when i told you we could last forever
i don't think we could even last an hour.
so shush, stop speaking.
we'll try and fathom all that which we don't know
and maybe for awhile, we'll believe it.