by Lion Prince
This world was never meant For one as beautiful as you - “Starry starry night” by Don McLean
The only aspect of this universe I have ever found to be profoundly beautiful were stars.
I’m talking about the ones in the pictures, of course. We haven’t had stars in ages.
They faded out long ago, after what our ancestors did.
You know, I used to blame them when I was younger. I’d say stuff like, “this is unfair” and “why do we have to suffer because of them?”
Until I realised that I would have done the same if I was in their place. Because that’s the kind of person I am.
You don’t deserve this, though. You don’t deserve this burden they’ve placed on us.
Not when you still sing even though songs died out a long time ago.
Not when you still see hope in a single blooming flower when all others see is cursed land.
Not when you still love, and love with such warmth, because that’s the only way you know how to.
Not when you’re so much like a star.
A profoundly beautiful star meant to sing and hope and love in a different world. A world where we can never - should never - reach.