You're a memory from my past
trying to invade my future

I know that you are always there
I love to think about the things we share
Sad or happy, it doesn't matter
You pick up my heart when it lay shattered
May we stay friends for many moons
And our connection remain immune

I'm not in the mood to write a poem
I'd rather look at you, I'd rather read you
Your body is poetry!* I can't challenge that
I'd rather not break my darling gaze
You are the most beautiful poem yourself

a girl who says be right back
but you didn't know she went to *pack her bags

I walk through the dark hall
hearing the lonely echoes of my footsteps
The hall extends as far as I can see in either direction
A dim light starts to form further away
Every step seems to make it grow brighter
I extend my arm out and try to grab it
but it seems to evade my grasp
I begin feeling feverish
My body is suddenly flushed with intense heat
My pace starts to quicken
and before I know it, I'm sprinting toward the now-blinding light
My skin feels like it is slowly melting away
I push through the heat fervently
With a flash, all is different
I no longer feel outrageously hot, but now more of a refreshing cool
It seems like I've gone into the light, through it perhaps
I look around with awe
The entire scene has completely transformed
I'm in a seemingly perpetual white space
I walk forward, but my footfalls no longer reverberate
I try to call out, but my voice makes  no sound
I clear my throat and offer another weak attempt
This time, there is a voice
but the voice does not belong to me.

I hear this sound so I look up above
my initial thought is that it's a dove
I look closer and see that it's not
it's an airplane, not what I thought
I close my eyes for just a second
then it's gone, vanished, I reckon
I search the sky for that metal beast
but it's not in sight to say the least
up into the clouds it's gone
singing its little airplane song

I wonder what the stars dream about
do they worry, do they pout
do they watch us from above
and look upon us with lots of love
to be honest, I do not know
they're enigmatic- feelings do not show
they shine so bright in the sky
they're full of secrets but they're shy
I wish I knew more about the stars
I wish I could find out who they are
they look at me and I look back
so much knowledge do I lack
I eagerly await  that special day
when I will be able to say
I learned so much and figured them out
I am no longer filled with doubt