I looked in your eyes the day before, you smiled told me you would stay forever. Then why do you lay here 6 feet down beneath the green of which do match the sea of your eyes. You loved the stars so much that you said one day you would love to be one. The stars hang by strings my star hasn't been hung yet, but I look for your star every night hoping that it never falls, because I would never want to make a wish off of your star. Why did the stars choose to hang you up on the strings of the universe? Why couldnt they wait until we grew old? I want to say I miss you and look at your star night after night, this isn't a poem just a letter to the one I lost to the stars. Why are you hung so far away? I miss the feeling of your warms hands holding my face. Truly yours ~saint P.S. i wish that my star gets hung right next to yours my love.