This one is dedicated to LittleWriterGirl101 for giving me the idea.
Look. Look up at the night sky. The stars are whispering your name. They're watching you overhead, just like you watch them. Just like you think they're beautiful, they think the same about you. Just like you get lost in the crowd, the stars get lost in the sky. They burn bright. Then they have to burn out.
But each time one goes out, it takes a wish with them. A wish that can never be taken back. One day, your star is going to burn out. When it does, you will simply wish on another one. Then when that one burns out, you will do the same thing again.
Because with a night sky that's blanketed with stars, at least one of them is going to keep burning bright. To represent hope. To represent your wish. To represent how it shines just for you.
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Rastgele3rd Place Winner of the 2017 Glow Awards --------- These are random entries, some are inspiring, and some tell the stories that we all feel, but never say out loud. They're kind of like poetry, but I doubt they follow any of the rules of poetry. And...
