Stars

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I used look up at the stars and all I could think about was you.
I remember the night we snuck out to lay in the grass and look up at the stars,
And you told me the story's about the constellations.
Story's of heroes and warriors, and everything that made them legendary.
Than you looked at me and told me my eyes were brighter than any star,
And than you kissed me like your life depended on it.
Now when I look at the stars, all I can think about is the hero's,
And how tragic their stories were.
Just like ours.
~A.b

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