Stars.
You know those things you make wishes on as a kid?
Stars.
I used to wish on them to be a mermaid or a fairy one day.
Stars.
Those magical things that shine like diamonds in the sky.
Stars.
The way you could let out your deepest wishes and secrets when you were little.
Stars.
Those beautiful, glimmering dots above your head at night.
Stars.
Your hope at reaching those perfect childhood dreams.
Stars.
Yeah, stars.
My stars.
Your stars.
Our stars.
But, wait.
Stars.
Those people that never give up when times get tough.
Stars.
Those people that never leave you behind.
Stars.
Those people who work tirelessly, day and night.
Stars.
The people who would give anything to make you happy.
Now, those are my favourite stars.
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The words of the heart
PoetryThis is not a story, this is a collection of poems about the words that people don't tend to say out loud.
