I sink every night into my cold bed. Covering myself with as many blankets as I can doesn't keep me warm. It's so cold... within. I raise my eyes in the darkness and see those glowing stars that I stuck some time ago to me bedroom ceiling. And I look to that empty place where once lied a tiny, beautiful star... a star that I signed with a kiss and gave to him... to glow in his life, and to lighten his days. I look at this starless spot and blow him a kiss and a trembling whispered "good night, dearest love". Then, I bury my face in my pillow hoping I'd bury long lost dreams along with it! My bedtime ritual!