Writing My Heart Out ; Poetry

5;You Are My Star

As the car speeds up,
As I sat and look up,
Watching and admiring,
the stars from above.

Stars that are,
so pretty to look at,
even for a long time.

With fascinated eyes,
I stare at them,
Lifting my arms,
and pretending as if,
I can hold and touch
those pretty small lights above.

Realizing that,
they are like you,
I'm looking at them from afar,
with admiration,
but they're too hard for me to reach.