you shined so bright
just like a star
and you never stopped shining
even after you were scarred
and then you died
but your shining never passed
i wish upon you each night
hoping for a second chance
because you lit up my life
you were my star
YOU ARE READING
nights are cold without you
Poetrya sequel to 'to die would be an awfully big adventure'. this book is about my healing, i learnt not to forget but to forgive (Completed)
