only a star.

crying,i looked out the window. the stars,bits of salt in the vastness of the sky,glimmered softly in the night. though,there was one that stood out; it felt uncanny yet right. i deemed it a savior,for it shined like the Sun, and it made all of the problems,tied in tight knots,loosen. my tears softened as they dried on my cheeks. i felt so comforted,light and fun that i forgot it is merely a star. it couldn't have any feeling, and although it was the brightest by far, it was destined to explode.it's a natural,yet cruel thing. but i didn't realise yet that clinging onto something so trivial was very bad for the brain.like a bet where you know you'll lose,but you have nothing to obtain,anyway. and then,on the very next day, it was night once again and i looked out the window to see that the star,indeed,could not feel.for it has dissapeared. and when i tell you that hurt, you best believe. although it may be my own fault, i think.