THE STARS ENVY ME

There are bags under my eyes filled with soil and fallen stars that bloom once my tears flow down my cheeks.

My tears fall as the raging seas in the night sky.

perhaps i am a water droplet caging an entire storm.

and today there are high tides, and i let the water rush out, let it flow on everything that smells like you, the bed, the sheets, the already soaked pillow. Let it cover it red 

My eyes see but do not feel 

for i cry salty substances that race down with the rain drops falling against my window.

My tears birth the luminuous stars

The stars envied me for falling down and crying every time i wanted to 

The stars cry when they fall, giving your wish a call, and thats how it has always been.

for once the stars wished to cry, glistening tears on the light .

humans could break, and the stars find it rather delighting 

a life without pretending as if every little thing was right, 

glowing remaining bright stuck to the night sky

And the stars envy you my love - for breaking down.