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[sid] => 164988
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Stars Don't Shine
[time] => 2011-02-26 07:37:30
[hometext] => For everyone with a heart broken so badly, that the stars don't seem to shine as much as they used to.. (long, but worth the read.)
[bodytext] => Every night the stars used to come out, and light up the blue sky.. Every night I'd lie awake in my bed, because of those stars. Because they were beautiful.. Because I loved them... Every time those stars lit up that blue sky, we would walk out into the warm, summer night. Lay on the patio, and then you would grab my hand and we just gazed at the stars for hours.. I always told you that the night blue sky reminded me of your deep, blue eyes. I could stare into your sparkling eyes for hours, just like the stars. Because you were beautiful.. Because I loved you... I tried to make things as easy as I could for you.. I just wanted you to be happy.. I even let you win all of our arguments. I would say I'm sorry, even if I didn't do anything.. you would always say that sorry isn't enough.. And you would pack your bags, and I would beg you to stay... every time. Sometimes you did. You would unpack your bags and we would and make up. Most of the time you didn't. And every time you slammed the front door in my face while I was begging you not to go, and I heard the car speed out of the drive way kicking up rocks, I would start crying. And when those beautiful sparkling stars would come out of that beautiful blue sky at night, I would cry even more. I would cry because you weren't there with me. And because looking up at the sky reminded me of the romantic, perfect nights we had before we started fighting. When we were happy.. When you were happy.. I would remember those magical nights with you holding my hand, laying on the patio in the warm, summer night air, the occasional warm breeze that would make your hair slightly flutter, you staring up into the sky, and how I couldn't take my eyes off you... I would cry when you left because I was afraid of losing you, afraid that you wouldn't come home this time... I was afraid I wasn't making it easy enough for you to be with me.. so I tried even harder.. Because you were beautiful.. Because I loved you... I remember the night you came home late and told me that you had been cheating on me the past 3 months, and that the fights we had were excuses for you to leave and go stay with this other person. And that you love that someone else and were leaving me to go be with them... I felt my heart shatter into a million tiny pieces inside of my chest.. I had to sit down.. I had to know why.. I just had to know why.. But did I even want to know why? I didn't think my heart could be broken any more than it already was. So I took the chance and asked. Why did you do this to me? I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.. I couldn't. My voice quivered and then I burst into tears halfway through the question. I started crying and so did you.. you said you were sorry.. and then you left without saying another word... I let you go... Because you were beautiful.. Because I loved you... It's been two months now.. Two months since I've seen your eyes. Two months since I've looked up into that night blue sky, Into those sparkling stars... I still lie awake in bed at night, but not because I gaze into the stars all night.. But because I close my eyes, and I pretend I'm laying out there with you, on the patio, like we used to do. I pretend you're holding my hand, and you're staring at the sky. And I'm staring at you. I'm staring at your beautiful, blue eyes, sparkling in the night, like I always did.. The stars never looked the same since you left me... They are dull, and the sky isn't as blue. It's a dull gray. maybe they've always been that way. Maybe I just never noticed.. I never really noticed stars before I met you... Maybe I didn't notice because, every time we laid down on the patio, and gazed up at that sky.. At those stars.. All I had in my head was you. And every time I looked up at night, I never saw a night blue sky with sparkling stars.. I saw your deep blue eyes, staring back at me, Twinkling in the night ambience. And every night I go to bed, it is that image that keeps me up all night long. Just the image of you looking back at me.. Because you are beautiful... Because I love you... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 299 [topic] => 22 [informant] => JustAnotherTeenageFool [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 ~ Feb 26, 2011 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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