March 26, 2012

  • I'll be back

    You were always looking up at the stars. Yes, you cared for me, but your eyes were always glued up at the sky. Where they lay:

    The stars.

    Why do you care for such petty things? Was I not enough? 

    These questions swirled through my mind.

    I still care for you, and you still care for me, but in the end, will you find yourself regretting it all?

    When you find the sky and see the stars, will you realize that you might have lost something important in the process? 

    You were always looking up at the stars, and I was always looking at you, but when you finally turn away from the sky, will I still be there? 

    I may leave. I may have my eyes set on something else but never forget this, Lahel,

    I'll be back.