The Boy With Head Full Of Stars

The beginning of a new beginning, the first day of my college, starts with a rainy morning. Seems the sky couldn't help but be a part of my new day. Sky and me, we are friends. The presence of sky gives peace to my heart. Last night I couldn't sleep much, so I went to balcony to look at the sky, I looked up smiled at him. I told him how I couldn't sleep and how I keep thinking about the new class, new people and how would I say hii to them. He just listens to me, calming my heart, he is my best friend. He is always there looking me from up there. I sat there with my legs against my chest, my back against the wall, I just kept looking up at the black sky. The black sky is the proof why black is beautiful, why black is poetic.