Through the vastness of her perfection I saw rubble.
I saw buildings abandoned.
Trees and flowers wilted.
Dirt where grass used to grow.
Playground swings swaying vacantly.
I saw a ghost town.
What used to be a place of commerce and connection is now baron and lifeless.
I saw through the doors of the old saloon that used to house musicians and astronauts and saw nothing, I heard nothing.
I saw broken statues of war generals with weeds growing through the cracks.
I saw the sunlight on the road ahead and it seemed out of place.
It had pointed in the further direction a place where I hadn't wanted to go, at least not yet.
I was lost in the thought that I could save this place, I could restore the former beauty.
Fix some walls, paint some buildings, and plant new flowers.
But in my endeavors I hesitantly learned that there is no saving this old town.
It's slowly crumbling like it was meant to ever since it was born.
Theres a point in every stars life when it shines the brightest and when it dies off.
As hard as it can be I must start my adventure down the far road.
Always in love from a far.
Forever holding a weight in my heart.