Ever since i was real small,
i used to belive in something, that most think is wrong.
I used to belive, that when someone died, they lived in the sky, but only where they visable,
at night.
They took form as stars, and i believed, that the person i thought about that day,
would be the biggest star in the sky, and it seemed like that one star was always above me.
I belived that star, the biggest one, was the person i thought about all day long.
And when i saw it twinkleing, and shining, i belived it was them waving down to me.
It was them watching over me, and they waved to me.
IT may be strange, for me to believe,
but I still do,
blame the kid in me.
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I like it :) the innocence to
I like it :) the innocence to it and hey after all we are made of stardust :) so not so far fetched as one would believe.