The love story that sprung from a heartbreak

Do me a favour?
And just follow my gaze.
Across the star that shines at this hour
When she doesn’t forgive herself for her bright haze.
Blinded by her irrational heart
That sent sparks everywhere,
And made her words an outcast
Towards her shadow with blooming care.
The mad sounds of crashing
Of something ending,
That followed the symphony
Of his mending heart by his sweet honey.

I know I keep saying this too often but I'll try to keep my word this time on writing posts more frequently!

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