we are written
the vast sky is a blanket of glittering stars, shimmering blindingly, yet beautifully. i remember when you told me that few of them are taken and that someday you'd name one for me. i thought it silly. we had been young lovers back then, our love just in the midst of its fruition.
but as i look at the thousand blinking gems in the night, i realize that you did name them for me. not one, but them, for everytime i look at them, i remember that night, i feel your hands, your lips, and your chest against mine.
i look away to relinquish the thoughts and on a grave mistake, my eyes land on the letter lying on my desk. a letter that speaks of how brave you had been that day you were taken away from me, saving countless lives. a single bullet to the heart. that's what it says. now that i think about it, perhaps i understand what you felt, for it seems that a hundred bullets pierced my own.
i look back at the stars, but they are just large spots of white before my eyes as tears cloud my vision. they are painful, yet beautiful. you named them for me, our love written in the stars, but all i see is you.