Stars Made of Lights of You.
I finally see you as who you are at the gates of a star.
Far from my heart but ever encroaching nonetheless.
Even after you've grown dark I believe everlasting light still shines through you.
Perhaps I'm jealous that even though you may not see it you still shine in my eyes far brighter than I seem to shine in anyone else's or even my own.
I die as any star eventually does a thousand times to ever be able to have even the slightest chance of your light shining onto me in its entirety.
Ive seen the look in your eyes and the way your smile gleam’s in that dumb toothy grin I cant seem to forget and no matter how awkward you might be I cant help myself.
I know of the tattoo’s on your body but I don't know why they are there. But, I’d love to explore their meaning with you.
I know in certain regards you don't see yourself the way I do but in my eyes your light eclipses any other.
Maybe, worst of all, no matter how hard I may try the light in you whether you see it or not can't seem to ever stop reflecting off my eyes.
So at the end of it all I hope that even if the light that shines in you can't be shared, I hope that at the very least you come to find it in yourself.
-Somebody Who Cares Far More Than They Should