A Star

Usually, when you're waiting for something to happen with all your heart, it happens. And at the same time, the very fact that it happened is below your expectations. Why can't we ever be just plain happy? Tears of regret often well up in my eyes, just thinking. How and why I let it all pass me by will always hurt. That lump in my throat will eat me up inside forever.




That star shines so brightly in the deep, dark skies
It's always shining
But whenever I look up at it,
I suddenly notice that the skies are full of them.
Each one twinkling,
Each one mocking


And yet, it never burns out.