Stars

When you look to the sky at night
do you see yourself?
-or the countless opportunities for
change; something omnipresent
or something tangible and real?

When you lay you head down at night
do you feel happiness?
-a resounding symphony of fireworks
exploding in unison
at the snap of your fingertips?

When you see their face
do you see the smile grow?
Or do they pretend not to see you
searching for their muddied glance?
You yearn for a response
-but you know it wont come
no matter how hard you pry.

Honestly, what were you thinking?
You knew it was never meant to be
the differences too great and
the time you never had.
You were in over your head, champ.

Forget about it, right?
Move on. Move away (soon enough).
Maybe it isn't them, maybe it what
they made you feel
-something you haven't felt
in such a long long time since.

Months later, you still miss
that feeling, and you pray to
God that he helps
and he does in his own way.
You understand this,
but you don't understand this
but you don't question this
-its not who you are.

Who are you, anyway?
Besides what you see in the mirror,
who are you?
You are a star up above
an opportunity
a chance to breath new air
and exhale a thousand crystals
more valuable than diamonds
more valuable than gold
more valuable than that feeling
you once had.

Just breathe!