Citali

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'Hey there, my friend, how is it out there?'

I ask the star out there,

The star; my best friend

Anora, as I named them,

Are always there with me


'I so wish you were here, love'

I grieve to my fav one,

The one that shines the brightest,

The one they call him Sirius,

And the one who loves me the most.


'Don't worry love, I will come to you.'

I hear a faint voice say,

My lips tug up themselves

And I let a content sigh out

As I observe my admirer.


'Here, take a part of me.'

The same voice shouts

I once more smile to myself

As I whisper a 'thanks' to him.

All while smiling like crazy.


'You see me don't you?'

Comes another loud call

'Of course I do.' And I whisper back.

My eyes meet the shooting star

As they try to stop the tears.


'Don't cry my love'

A gentle voice soothes me

As I raise my head to him

While he bows his to me

And I cry, searching for his comfort.


'I might be mad babes!'

He tries to black mail me.

Call me a child or what,

I trust him with all my heart,

And I do what he wants, I stop crying.


'That's my girl'

I feel my lips tug up to a smile

As wrinkles surround my wet cheeks,

I smile, I smile wholeheartedly 

For I love my shooting star,


My Citali.

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