crush
when the stars rose in the sky
i wondered what it was like
to be you
with the mid of my palm held close to my chest
i wept for the man i never knew
and would never know
an exhale left my lips
my tears dried under bright, vivid constellations
it was okay
/
it was okay, to never know the truth
/
why you beat me, until i stood
no more
/
despite saying
you loved me
/
it was okay
/
because i was here
born again
alive
/
born again
for the eighth time this week
Author’s note: This standalone poem is also part of a poetry collection that forms a short story, named ‘Love, Death’ — you can read the collection in ascending order on Medium.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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