Read Poem: A Beautiful Death, by Kristen Corbisiero

This love was never meant to make history,

Darling, we were never meant to move the stars and caress fate.

This mere distraction turned into a spell-bounding affair

Of two hearts stuck on each other.
With the red string closing in at their throats,

We are simply two souls, trapped in a fragile state of caring too deeply, too much.

Our story begins as a boy and a girl, meeting a stranger’s eye and returning a smile,

It goes on for days, months and years before our love solidifies,

A power of simple affection drawn deep from the infatuation made from strangers.

A burden I can no longer carry on my own.

But our tale holds as much joy as it does sorrow,

For a star that burns so bright can only been seen as it implodes on itself.

And our stars colliding was the best thing that could happen…