I miss the stars.
I never see them.
One or two but that rarely happens.
What happens the most is when I get my hopes up thinking I saw one... but it was only a plane.
When I went to Florida, a few minutes before we land, we're still in the air. I look out the window and I was speechless. Never have I ever seen so many stars.
The sky was covered with them like a blanket.
I couldn't look away.
Like teardrops that never fall.
Like an explosion that never fades.I'll never forget the night I saw the stars.
When I was younger I saw a few stars each night.
When I go for a car ride at night, I would always look out at the window, hoping to spot a twinkle in the sky.
When I don't, I wait for the next night, for another game of hide an seek in the sky.
I miss them, so much.
I used to have dreams, where the stars never leave, night and day they're still there.
But I never did wish on stars.
I thought that stars aren't to be used for our own needs but to bring a new meaning to joy.
Or that stars bring us al together.
You might lay on a hill and look up at the stars with someone you care for.You might look out you window and gaze at the stars for no reason at all.
Or you might look at them and find constellations.
My hopes are high, to see the stars again.
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