a distant star in her eyes
longing for a galaxy in his

I feel like a projection
From a distant planet
Seeing everything from afar

I'm here
I'm seen
I'm heard

But I'm not felt

And I want to feel

As much as this life can give me
So even though right now I'm far away
Maybe I'll get there, someday

She’s a sort of moon person
Pale eyes and paper skin
Translucent
Hair swirling in wisps like clouds
This lunar oddity
She whispers as she writes
She is not kind
A bit cold
A bit distant
But then, so is the moon I suppose

They think I am cold,
And distant,
Some would say aloof.
I glare at everyone I see,
Ignore anyone who talks,
Shut out my friends and family.

I retreat into myself,
Into my room,
Into whatever dark corner I can find
Because the pain of facing them,
Enduring another heartbreak,
It's just too much to bear.

I've tried to let people in,
Let them see my warmer side,
Show them who I truly am.
All they do is tear a **** in my heart,
And leave me to bleed,
To die with only myself as company.

So I am cold.
I am distant.
I am aloof.
I glare at everyone.
I talk to no one.
I shut out my friends and family.
But only to protect myself
From all the pain they will cause,
And all the lies they will tell.
I protect myself from the world,
And they protect themselves from me.

Let’s defy these scientific rules for a minute
And immobilize this systematic reality.
Lets make our own personal route
Towards a surreal land, just like fantasy

A place where i could stretch my arm and grab a star
A place where you could sit by my side, holding a jar.

Where we could put them in jar and keep it under the moon.
Then listen to their sweet, soothing and mellow tune.

Where we could make anything from their glowing dust.
Or use them to fullfil our wishes, if we must.

A place where we could be together for *****.
Only if we could defy scientific rules for once.