rose, fox, serpent, stars

they always say that someone else says that nothing lasts forever. I suppose they're right. even the eternal stars aren't all that eternal in the face of the heat death of the universe.

this is my way of cushioning my soul against the fact that I know we're over. maybe we were just a star that burned out.

but the universe still hums around us. I still inhabit the body of the girl you called your best friend.

maybe we never had eternity. maybe we just had now. maybe now is over.

but if I step outside, I can still see stars. maybe somewhere in the wreckage of us, a flame still burns.

but all I am seems to be a wave of seawater. I crash in, then pull away. I douse the flame with my very nature.

nothing lasts forever, except maybes.

maybe, one day, you'll forgive me.