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forty four

I watch the night sky. I watch the way the stars move in contrast to the moon. The way the sky work amazes me. How does the creator create something so complex and beautiful.

Sometimes I wish upon the stars. Sounds pretty cliche but I'll do anything to get you back. I try everything. I wish and wish but no hope. 

I'm beginning to loose hope that you'll ever come back.

I remember when we used to watch the sky late at night together. Your perfect tan skin reflected off the light of the moon and stars ever so perfectly.

You want the sky but I can't even give you one single star.

-Addie