Written by Gabriella Troy – Instagram: @gabriellatroy
I never believed in sparks flying at first touch,
a meeting of minds
echoing the melodies of interconnected galaxies.
I’ve been alone since the beginning of time,
stranded in space,
wondering if I wanted to be found.
I feared the loss of gravity,
a theft of wavering worth
spinning uncontrollably towards the blinding light.
I can see something on the horizon,
accumulated in denial,
a right and wrong decision too near.
I didn’t want to collide,
a burst of flowering regret
straining the elasticity of my bones.
I can feel my certainty evaporating,
buried in ruin,
maybe I can’t hide within.
I have to trust I’ll bounce back,
a barrage of broken thoughts
I will be my north star.