You fill me up with starbursts
of your disquiet
as
what you are, lives around the dark
it has a history of you
trying to search for a comfort of
a home, aimlessly

It survives behind the shadows
of all the misunderstood ones
It lingers at the border of my understanding
only to gently betray you by the closing of my door
I keep the details of my demeanour mysterious
to guide your energy away
Reluctantly, you fly from my field of view
just to knock at another

But eventually, it happens
You explode, just a planet away

All you remain to me
is a shooting star
that burned a little too much
only to never find its planet
or a way back home

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