A Star When Seen From the Sky
Sometimes when people look at you,
It's so hard to look away.
Someone like you doesn't come around too often.
Like a fallen star from the sky,
So rare and so magnificent.
And was once adored from afar,
I now adore right here.
In the confines of my own view,
What I see is crystal clear.
Gazing upon a starry night,
Knowing I've got a dazzling treasure
Right by my side,
Can be somewhat indescribable.
People look up at the stars,
And think "What a most beautiful sight."
And then people say,
You can only see the stars at night.
Suddenly that seems wrong,
Or else it must always be night.
Because when I look at you I think,
"What a most beautiful sight."
You're a star when seen from the sky
I wrote this about a girl whom is one of my best friends, and if you've read my other poem on this site titled, "That's What You Are To Me," yes, it's the same girl. I don't think I need to write about how much she means to me, for two reasons: 1.) It's pretty obvious from my poems about how I feel about her, and: 2.) No words can really describe how I feel about her.
Her name? I don't think she likes me writing her name just anywhere....lol. But, I have a nickname for her. The name I call her every nite on the phone, every time I see her, every time I write her a note, and it's "Princess." Because that's exactly what she is to me....a princess.
It's hard when you love someone who is already with someone....isn't it?