I’m stargazing again. 

It’s been a week without you

4 days since we talked

And one hour since I cried

As mascara falls down my pale face

I hurt my heart 

Thinking of my head on your chest

And my temples throb

Thinking of our hands interlocking

The clips of us dance around my mind

Like ballerina in a music box

Car rides with the windows down

Nights breeze blowing back your hair

Looking up at the stars

With your bright green eyes

I look sideways and smile 

You always stood out to me 

Much more than stars ever did

Movie nights which ended in naps

If only I could sleep again

Not having to wake up broken-hearted 

As I look up at the stars alone

The dry salt from my teardrops 

Is the only thing you left behind.