I'll never do familiar things the same again.

I hear old songs as if they are new,
I play the same song on repeat as they are my favourite tunes,
I look at the sky with an extra blue,
I feel like even small buds are starting to bloom.

And the stars.
Oh, the stars!

The sparkle,
The twinkle,
The tiny speck of light,
All of which leads me back to you.