I’ve always loved watching those stars;
stars that seem to be staring back at you—
no, it is that they stare back that makes me
think they might possibly love watching me too.
Then there’s that dazzling, amazing sun
that would undoubtedly brighten up my day.
They make the stars twinkle and, together,
I feel like smiling at them the same way.
Now, I know it may seem shallow to think
that just the stars and the sun would make me
fall in love with the mere idea that they could—
and maybe they would—be always beside me.
But think this: when the day is gone and the night should fall,
what would I be thinking of if not that sky at all?
| 8:01 PM 4 April 2017 (GMT+8)
| NaPoWriMo 2017
| For Day 4
| Prompt: Enigma