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I remember.  

I remember when I was six years old.
You coming and waking me up.
Telling me we had to leave.

We were driving in the old car.
The dog was still with us then, Koby.
He sat in the back next to me, his warm panting hitting my face.

I remember that.

You kept talking to me as Dad drove.
You explained there would be a shooting star.
Telling me to stay awake.

I remember it was cold out.
The field we stopped in was dark.
You and dad laid out lots of blankets.

We snuggled up, looking up at the sky.
All the stars were still.


Completely still.


And I asked, “What should I do if there’s no star to make my wish on?”
My voice was still high pitched, childlike, and always curious.

You whispered into my ear, “The star will come.  If it doesn’t, I’ll find you another one.”

And I smiled.

It was like that kid song.  “…if that mocking bird won’t sing, Mama’s gonna find you a diamond ring, if that diamond ring won’t shine…”

Sort of.

And then the star came.  It was bright, and white and it went shooting across the sky, shooting over Danny Payges’s field.

And I made a wish.  I had the GUALL to wish for something, something more, while being surrounded by only love and warmth.

No wonder life hates me.

And now, I have no warmth surrounding me.  No safety.  Because you and him are falling apart.  

My walls that protect me are crumbling and the pillars holding up my roof are caving in.


And I want a star.



I want a wish.  



I want you to go find me one.



But you can’t.



You really, really can’t.

Don’t worry, I know that.  I’m not that dumb little kid anymore.

I know.
Heyo-

Just a poem. Venting emotions, really thats it.

I'm sort of very unhappy with my parents/homelife right now, so this is how I get stuff out there and get over them.




DO NOT STEAL OTHER PEOPLE'S WRITING. IF YOU WOULD NOT STEAL SOMEONE'S PURSE, DON'T STEAL THEIR ART.

Poem: ©Charlieswebsies/C.S.
Inspiration: My muse, the kitchen window
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DrippingWords Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2013  Student Writer
Hello! :wave:

I have used the wonderful title of your piece in poem for The Title Poem project!

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Charlieswebsies Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Hiya!

Why thank you, I'm flattered. :D
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DrippingWords Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Student Writer
You're welcome :D :huggle:
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CrumbledWings Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013
Not much a poem (more of a prose), but i absolutely loved the story especially the disillusionment that came with age
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Charlieswebsies Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Well thank you. I work with kids a lot so I always find it very easy to connect with/as one in writing etc.

No weekend plans except playing with toddlers comes in helpful sometimes.
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Loxiv Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
;-;
Very depthful.
Extremely charismatic, and tugging to the emotions.


Lottie.
I've said it time and time again.
I'm here.
And, will always be.
No matter the damn lengthened miles apart. <3
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Charlieswebsies Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks.
I find it sort of dumb sounding, so I'm flattered to hear it actually has an effect on people.


Thank you. It means a lot.
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Loxiv Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Np.




<3
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Charlieswebsies Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Just an fyi, I gotta go now but I might be popping on again later.

love you!!!
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Loxiv Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Kk!

Lurv yeh too! <3
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