Stargazing
We went stargazing once,
how close the stars seemed.
We lied there talking
about our future and dreams.
We were so young
only seventeen.
“Days goes by faster with age
Because you compare
the time of each day
with the rest of your life.”
You told me this truth
that beautiful night.
“Life is full of memories
We never get to touch
We only experience them once
But once is enough.”
I still think about that night
Ironic indeed
To relive a memory
this conversation as the lead.
This poem is about:
Me