i like to think of myself
as the dark of the night sky
eternal and vast
cold and silent
such a familiar sight
during long winters
that it becomes comforting
like the blanket of sleep
the canopy of anonymity
he was that one star
that stubborn bit of light
that pierced through me
“the first star i see tonight”
and the only one i could see
through the haze of city glare
a lonely little thing
that caught my eye
by twinkling just so
please leave me to rest
i can’t sleep with your shine
just behind my eyelids
you don’t even belong
to any constellation
at least, none that i can see
let me return to my emptiness
leave me to my lonely
for i will swallow your bright
persistance
somnolence 