Short stories and poems

Stars

I look up and see stars,

I see how shiny they are,

It's like love with a new meaning,

But my heart doesn't seem to be beating.

They are prettier than a sunset,

And we have not just met,

they are whiter than death,

and way better than meth.

They are a drug i am addicted to,

so i know they will always help me through,

If your there for me,

I'll be there for you.

My sad and lonely star that turned blue.