The stars were what i liked most about the sky.

Always so radiant.

Full of hope.

Leading the way

In the darkest of nights.

Soothing my soul

In the gloomiest of days.

I could always count on the stars

To remain in place;

Never wavering.

Then, they started to fall.

Crushing my dreams.

Leaving me helpless

With a shattered heart.

I took the stars for granted.

Never realizing my need for light

Dimmed theirs;

Until they could no longer shine.

The fault is mine.