I saw a shooting star today…it reminded me of you.
A fleeting love; bursting into flames once entering the earth’s atmosphere, only to crash and burn upon arrival to the surface.
But you were mine…If only for just a moment.
We spent it in the sky high; completely consumed by each other.
Somehow I found perfect peace in the middle of our storm.
Your chaos was comforting.
I felt safe in your harm.
We were…The perfect destruction.