it was after dark once again.
the night sky was all that filled
my vision, dreams and hopes.
hopes of one day becoming a better
person.
i would look up at the stars and wonder to myself;
how long until i finally grow up?
me and yoongi asked ourselves that quite often,
only to then go play in the forest under the night sky.
it was fun.
i felt safe with him. and i didn't know why.
maybe it was the way he hardly talked,
or had the same fascination with stars as
i did.
either way, he was a special person to me.
two or three times a week i would sneak away
from my dull home and into the world of dreams.
two or three times a week i talked with yoongi,
as we both stared up at the dazzling sky.
two or three times a week i felt happiness,
being only there with him and the stars.
and that's all that mattered to me as a kid.
