Wandering Constellations

She made plans to go to Jupiter, Mars, see the rings of Saturn. 
I told her the moon was fine, that’s when it happened, 
The haze uncovered, lifted, the veil torn apart.
The honeymoon phase was over,
We both grew different hearts.

That wasn’t the end however, 
A star within me still burned.
Just the passion less desire, a memory more confused and dazed than ever,
She was the one, I’m sure. Forever.

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