byul

the wind is shaking the windows,
and over my small room,
the stars fill up the sky,
shining brightly too many to count,
the stars reassure tired me
they wipe away the many tears that are deep inside medon’t be hurt too much..
they hug me tight and pamper me and comfort me,
telling me to go to sleep
though I’m exhausted to the point where I can’t walkthough my tears blur my vision
I’ll still smile in front of my love that
I’m not able to get
Even though our happy times were short,
I’ll treasure it deep inside my heartlike those countless number of stars, forever
My dream is coming.
though it is unusual that my one star is brightit is very bright,
even blinding..
it comes down to my shoulderstop being so sad..
it holds my hand as it touches me and gives me a warm hug