We were the lovers in silver wings

I walked down my familiar steps to my sanctuary known only to a few. I reached for the door handle, there in the crack of the door, it was. Paper, folded, in a make shift style, with a sense of urgency and a star penned on the top.

Confused, i read, then slowly realized. Tears streamed down my now flush cheeks, and I tasted that bitter sweet saltiness, that marred our love so many years ago.. and was abandoned, ripped apart, and left for dead.

You were my beat. You colored my voice. You caused poetry to bleed of out me. You were hot coal in my hands. Your hands reached out to mine when darkness cloaked me. We navigated universes uncharted. We burned together like stars. We danced like flames in a secret fire. We we miners for secret gold. We were comets blazing towards our destruction and We were the lovers in silver wings, flying too high, melting in the rays of the sun.

How could this be? I was dead. You were lost. We were make believe, and I stopped believing a long time ago. Was it possible? Your words were wet with passion and covered in the perfume of our memory, but they were alive and fresh...
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Ive learned to listen to my heart. I have also learned it can cost me everything, but I have found my truths and my happiness. Once again, it challenges me to obey...