i've dreamt about the stars

for three days in a row

i'm still trying to figure out

where i can find

the big dipper

and what that means for my life

i still replay the moment you

explained it to me

over and over in my head

and how i nodded and observed

at all of the wrong things

see i was too busy

daydreaming about you

to observe the stars in the nighttime

i thought having you

meant all of the stars in the sky

were already mine

but i should’ve known

stars are actually big balls of gas

and so they all eventually burn out

and so did we.

The stars -{renata ferretti}