teeny tiny thoughts

brightest stars

blue skies, glistening sun
mind racing like a wild goose on the run.
steady breaths, cool breeze
marveling at you while savoring my peace.

comfortable silence, little smiles
I found myself cursing—wish this is just for
     a little while.
knowing beats, seeking eyes—what a
     shame!
I am meeting you at the wrong place,
     wrong time.

I can see the pattern, you are glimmering
     even from afar.
why do I always find myself falling for the
     brightest stars?
unreachable—close to watch yet not
     enough to touch.
they're mine to fall with, but I'm not theirs
     to catch.