Starstruck

[This is my submission for the prompt ‘Write about the beauty in the temporary’]

Of course I’d write about the stars.

I’m obsessed with them.

For reasons beyond me entirely, they bring me comfort.

Each night the skies are clear enough,

They always make me smile

Even though I have no right to. After all,

I can’t hold the stars in my hand.

I can’t hear them.

I can’t feel them.

I can’t reach them.

And I never will. But I think there’s beauty in that.

Because in the face of distance and ignorance and resistance

They go on.

Despite it all,

They shine.

And everyone thinks stars are ‘forever’.

Everyone thinks that because stars will be there your whole life.

Every night, when the sun slips from view,

When the night grows cold

And the air stings at your skin

For better and for worse,

The stars will always be there for you.

But many forget that given time, All the stars we see in the sky

Will change.

They will shift, and move and brighten and dim.

and some

will die.

We’re more like stars than we think.

But just as we take stars for granted,

Just as we assume they’ll be there forever,

We take each other for granted too.

It’s morbid, sure, but true.

Stars remind me every night that what we see now won’t be there forever.

But we can still watch them now,

We can look closely into the dark

And we can see those stars

shine

Writer’s Note:

Hiii! Thanks so much for reading! This is still one of my first public pieces, so let me know if you enjoyed! Thanks of course goes to Lucia for the wonderful prompt! If you do want to see more content like this, you can like this post, and/or follow me on Wrizzit/Substack (If substack can get its sh⭐️t together).

Thanks for stopping by!

-starsy

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Song that matches this post: ‘Forever’ by The Little Dippers

Here’s a link to the song! Enjoy!