Last night while I was wasting time on Tumblr, I came across a poem that completely took my breath away:
Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again.
It’s from a poetry collection called “From The Wreckage” by Finn Butler.
I know the collection is about his journey through adolescence and depression, but when I read it the first thing that went through my mind was, “Oh my god. This is May and Em.”
In fact, if I were to try and summarize “The Star and the Ocean” at all, this poem would be the best way to do it. If I ever end up formatting the story into a book, I’d love to include this as the epigraph.