Up there.
Shining bright.
They are all together.
One for another.
But they fall.
Crash.
Burn.
Die.
They don't last they, weren't meant to.
Every single one is beautiful but they burn, hurt, cause pain.
They stay in the sky for a reason.
So they won't hurt anyone.
But, you can't help but reach, look, search.
Then the star leaves.
Off to somewhere, someone new.
You can wish upon a star.
But can you wish for one?
