The world felt so small, but so large with you there. We were above the clouds, our backs to the moon, in love.

Your lips were dry, but soft. And your eyes glistened in the stars as we went down.

The dirt path of the carnival felt like a dream with you there. You looked in my eyes and I looked in yours, the feeling was all around me. The feeling was meant to be.

My heart was pounding, trying to escape, but secretly didn’t want to. Until you broke it.

The pieces of my heart didn’t pick themselves up. It wasn’t a movie. I didn’t find a new love, the pieces of my heart belonged to you, but yours belonged to someone else.

© EmmaCampbellc