We were born from the same star

But stars burn out

So we did the impossible

We fell here

To this safe haven

But what is safe when it's gripped by your screaming?

Can nudes save us?

Can pure, erotic passion break us until we are fixed?

No

So someone picked us up

They made you, a glistening beacon of love and hate

Then me, a scared girl made up of the whole universe

They tied us together

A red string

Connecting us here                    and                          here

Our pinkies only tied together almost like a physical promise

But now that tiny red string is being cut

Now it's frayed and worn and tired

Kind of like me

So they made us into matches 

But those burn out too

So maybe it's not we or us

It's you                                 and                            me 

I can remember so clearly the day you left

The day you whispered I love you still

So my bones became brittle

I fought the universe within

I broke down until only nebulas and stardust was left

Because we can't be us again

There can only be

Me

And 

You