I was floating.
It wasn't until later in the night
that I realized I wasn't flying,
I was aimlessly
floating.
Just an orb of some sort
trying to absorb some light.
I felt dead.
I hovered over a star
they burn with such an intensity
you'd question their passion
I was on moons
and the moons that our moon bores
They were hopelessly boring
and I was still aimlessly
aiming to
float somewhere
that would make me
feel
noticed.
It wasn't until later in the night
that I realized I wasn't hovering,
I was still aimlessly
floating.
I was alone
even gravity didn't linger any longer
This is what it feels like
to be lost in space
but I didn't feel weightless.
I felt the heaviest heart
pulling me down
back to Earth's reality.
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