Decisions

I wanted to be your best friend

But alas, I’m your biographer.

I wanted to be alive

But alas, I fell from a mountain and was killed.

I want to be a poet

But alas, I am a soldier.

I wanted to be your lover

But alas, I am a distant star.

We came together

After being apart for billions of years

Since that first moment at the start

When you left a piece of you with me

And I left a piece of me with you

And we left a piece of us with the world.

We buried it in the sand on a beach on an island far away. It will stay put for a while, but eventually change form, turning into another star, shining down on a world all the luckier for once being home to me and you.