Every night i count the stars
Sitting on the grass,
Looking from a far.
Every night I wish
To capture all the stars
To juggle them in my hands
And put them in a jar.
But i believe.
If i do that...
The sky will be losing its light
The sky will be blank every night.
Every time i think of it
It feels not right
To be selfish and greedy
For taking all the starlight
But your smile keeps on barging in my mind
The memory of you being happy
While watching the stars dance in the sky
Suddenly i feel loneliness
Knowing i will no longer see your smile
"Please give the stars to me"
That's what you said
Before you
Die