A teacher once told me
we are made of star dust
each of us have our own galaxy
rushing through our body
each of us, a solar system
Maybe that is why
I feel so close to the stars
maybe that is why
I look into the night sky
and for the first time since the last time,
I feel understood
They know what I feel without a single word,
they twinkle down at me in unison
as I lay back on dew touched grass
They wait for me to join them
and I promise them
it won't be long
- Author: LittleBug (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 28th, 2017 16:23
- Category: Letter
- Views: 37
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