The Fault in our stars

Every relationship I ever felt comfort in, I now run away from in attempt to seek refuge. Every goodbye dimming the lights of the stars I once looked up to late at night. These long relationships, all now short-lived. People I once loved, I no longer care to even reserve or save in memory. 

The black space in between these stars, reminiscent of the hurt of my pain aching down the very depths of my own black well. That very same well whose pebbles I toss down, labeled with all of which I once valued in these relationships. 

Everything and every one crumbling around me. Causing me to feel as though the walls are caving in. All whilst I sit here helpless. Abandoned. From this house which once allowed me a view, leaving me to star gaze. These stars , I now realize are the very fault in my own judgment.

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