in the dark of midnight
i look up at the sky.
sipping sweet silky tea
as the stars watch over me,
like a shining knight
twinkling in my eye.

you used to be free
a kind and caring teenager
who’d sing me gentle melodies.
but now south of ursa major
is where you’ll permanently be.

across ***** of a flaming sea,
you picked your star perfectly.
the mama bear suits you,
like cool evenings and water dew.

your laughter is still clear in my mind
as i rewind, rewind, rewind.
tears turning me blind.

i start strumming on my guitar
while singing, “my little star

why did i never make you mine?”