Stars.

A girl in a dress, curls falling down her face

Looks up to the sky to see the stars dancing

A boy appears, eyes piercing and dark

Comes to a halt in front of her, toes touching

“Wendy, my love, let’s go for a ride.”

He grabs her hand and pulls her along

She stops and looks behind her and back up to the sky

The stars once happy and giddy

Suddenly winking and sly

Do the stars know all?

They must, for you see,

The stars are always the first ones to give up secrets

No matter how dark they may be.

She pulls her hand back and as tears appear in her eyes

One winking star looks down

Anxious for Wendy to heed

With a shaky breath she looks, and through the stars she sees

The light she thought she had lost,

Peering through the darkness.

“Are you really so blind?”

Wendy says, voice full of despair.

This boy who once stole this girl’s heart

Made her see things anew

Now angry and bitter

And staring in anger.

With the parting of hands, Wendy says her goodbyes,

“You are not who you were, and neither am I,

For we both lost ourselves and now it’s time to part ways.

You may stay here and continue this path,

But I must leave and take what I know.

You still have my heart, dear boy, but my life deserves to go on.”

And with a step she flies off into the stars as they happily usher her through

Towards the light that welcomes her once again.

The boy left staring and suddenly alone

Wipes away tears that have been absent too long

And with one last look to the sky

He boards his ship and sails off

With the flick of his hook and a wave goodbye.