A single star in the night bares your name From that night you asked me to pick one To remember you every time I looked up and you weren’t there Holding the knowledge That the star was closer to me Than you would ever be again Thousands of galaxies were born and died With less consequence Than that night I laid next to you In sterile white sheets Watched over by machines that beep and whirl Where you could barely lift you head And you asked me if I could see your star I can Famous last words Even on cloudy nights I know It is up there shining away Every wish I lift up to it Falling on deaf ears I still like to hold conversations With the personification of you Shining millions of miles away
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