I can still remember the night you told me to looked up the sky,
You point out the brightest stars and show me how an image can form every time you slid your finger to fill the gaps they have,
It was blurry at first,
But you looked into my eyes and said 'Just Focus and wait',
So that's what I did,
The image became clear,
Just like how our relationship to me,
I finally connect the actions you've done,
How your hands felt cold everytime it helds mine,
How your lips tremble everytime you kiss me goodnight,
How your hugs became suffocating whenever you caged me in your ams,
And how your words became knives whenever you said 'I'm still the one',
Your promises was dead a million years ago,
Same as how the stars fades everytime the morning came,
So when you told me to looked up the sky one last time,
I saw our constellation,
It was the brightest of them all,
But the shine it's giving is too blinding for my eyes,
And that was the last image I've ever seen,
For I name it 'Broken Stars' just like how we end the love story we had.