There are people the universe places
on the wrong side of distance,
close enough to feel,
too far to hold.
And still — the stars know no borders.
There are eyes that carry whole universes,
constellations mapped in irises,
the kind that hold you still
long after you've looked away.
She was different from the very first moment,
though no one could say exactly how.
Some things refuse to be explained —
they simply settle in the chest
and stay.
I'm not saying the stars rearranged themselves.
I'm not saying anything, really.
Only that some things are hard to unnotice.
✦ the glowing words hold secrets