but with complexity
that is so strong.
not the fragility
of every other moment
who never cared
who never thought
beyond what my
could offer them.
who never attempted
to help me
find MY purpose.
the little things
the big things.
It perches, high, in the bleak winter sky,
Mocking the sunrise, twinkling for my eyes.
It reminds me to enjoy being alone.
Moments when I need peace.
Solitude. Reflection. Or quick release.
It also reminds me of the sparks of love.
The minutes of my good day kiss.
Child adoration. A new friend missed.
Today, it felt like a whole new thing.
A sign of what’s to come.
My future. Glittering above.
A new star. The last star. My star.