Every now and then, I get the urge to make a poem. They're not usually great, but they're more for me than anything. This time I decided to practice with symbolism. I'm going back and forth between whether I made it too opaque, or too clear. Regardless, in any case, the stars are representative of happiness, and good things that can be. 'The Others' are individuals who believe that the stars are truly gone, while the 'I' in the story realizes that they aren't gone for good. You just can't see them right now. In a little bit, they'll be back.

Maybe a few of my friends can take away from that? I'm not sure. I hope you enjoy, regardless!