Star Dust Aches Poem by Petra Soliman

I don't want to imagine,
All the people that you know,
When I am no longer your smile,
Who would be the next star?
When I am star dust,
Would you show me kindess one last time,
As if it were the first time?
Fragile, handle with tender care,
But I'm broken,
No matter how far I walk,
In a moment I fall back,
And it's back to where I wanted to leave,
I've never tasted sorrow as this,
Enriched with agony,
I want to be happy,
Why won't my heart let me be,
My love, won't you take a closer look,
Can you see I've died within you,
How could you have expected me to survive,
With all the scars and open wounds,
Week after week,
How time is a lie,
Sitting here with the emptiness within me,
All these voids you once filled,
With love, tears from laughter,
Tender affection,
You held me gently,
I released a sigh,
For a moment,
As pieces of my heart,
Began to echo your name,
Won't you reverse the damages, my love?