Sparkles

He bought me a star;

We had our own little galaxy.

He bought me a star,

But he wouldn’t keep me.

We made ourselves a name;

Glittery and full of promise.

We made a name,

But we never found solace.

I gave him my heart-

Every broken, burning ember.

He held my heart

Since last, last December.

They’ll never know us;

We’re a folklore story.

They’ll never know;

We’re just misspoken history.