rocketship.

You know,
it shouldn't have been easy
for you to say
but -
you had me.
Now you've lost it.
All alone in the darkness.
Can't wish on her
comet
it'll never be coming.
She is;
crash-landed, flat bent
against
the shape of
the Earth.
She was
so
beautiful.
It's hideous,
what happened to her -
and, to "us".

It just
'is' -
well,
it just
'was'.