One Star in the Sky

Of course the stars seem close from a blind eye

But you have to look farther, deeper.

Really there just far away from each other,

Really there’s just a lonesome star in the sky.

Waiting to be close to a star.

And the star waits.

And hopes.

That in due time she could be close to another star.

She’s still waiting patiently,

For someone to care enough to get close.

But, she is also afraid.

See, stars expire and explode.

There’s always an end.

So, she’s afraid to get to close and get tangled up with the other stars exploding.

Yet she wants to be close.

But fear stops her.

So she excludes herself.

Making seem likes she close.

Buts she’s distant.