Stars
I look at the stars, remembering how beautiful you are I look at the stars, seeing you and me in the past I look at the stars, trying to forget who you are. I look at the stars, seeing the future of us. But you said Goodbye so i have to cry. Like a little baby when it's tired because of the light. The light that is blinding like when the sun raises up the sky. Seeing us together, relaxing, watching the sun knowing there will be good weather. Seeing a memory in all it's beautiful pattern. The touch of you, I feel it still in my neck like a little bug that tickles you till you slap.
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