it's impossible to hold onto a shooting star
.
.
.
wishing is for little kids
there's no evidence of truth
but as you watch that tumbling comet
you hope that he will be yours.
.
.
.
dreaming is for little kids
and so is wishing on shooting stars.
reality bites
and him and her together
are tearing you to shreds.
.
.
.
teddy&victoire
victoire&teddy
they're so close they are
one
and three is a crowd anyways
(but you still hope for a lily&teddy)
.
.
.
the garden is in full bloom with phlox
and you're all alone and you can't stop yourself.
your lips are on his
(his lips are on yours)
and now you're streaking like a shooting star.
.
.
.
he tastes like burning wisps of fate.
you wonder if this is destiny.
.
.
.
and now you're tangled up in the sheets with him
and he is appalled and meant for more than you
and you are just left broken.
.
.
.
your lips taste like broken dreams
and your heart has burst into flames.
.
.
.
you are a dying star.
.
.
.
(teddy&victoire)
(lily)
A/N: I actually kind of like this. I hope you do too, Serena, since this is for you! I know that I'm horrible at replying to PMs but I want you to know that I really love talking to you and I hope that we can still be friends!
Done for:
Hugs and Happiness Challenge - Serena!
Camp Potter - Arts and Crafts
Popular Songs Competition - I Will Wait
Pairing Diverstity Boot Camp - Prompt #49: Phlox