the stars dont compare to the sun

we are more.
more than you remember.
we were fire.
maybe I was just the lighter
maybe you were all the trees burning off us
maybe you saw me as the candle,
and saw yourself as the one just merely inhaling the flowery smell
but that would mean I saw us as a forest fire

and you saw us as a single flicker of light
too fast for anyone to notice

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