The Star No One Wishes Upon

Imagining loving someone, Pouring stars into their hands, Whispering promises to the moon, Holding their name like a prayer. But imagining someone loving me? That feels like asking the night sky, to notice one small fallen star, and deeming the wish worth keeping. Begging the universe, yet none seek wishes upon me. As i fall into my scattered pieces, burning me with hope of the atmosphere, the sweet prayer fades into stardust, dimmed by that dazzling sapphire eye of yours.