I have two friends in my life whom I always think of when I look at the stars. You both light up my life in different ways. You've never met each other and I don't think you ever will. Even though you're both still part of my life, I may never have the same closeness to one of you again. Too many years have passed. But you're still in my stars. In all actuality, I may never experience the same closeness with either of you again. For the one whom I have not been able to spend time with in years, this does not surprise me but it does still make me sad. Maybe not exactly sad...more melancholic. But part of melancholia is sadness. For the other "you"...I won't be able to see you for a few years. I cannot begin to know where I will be or where you will go from there. I can hypothesize, but nothing concrete. I dislike this not knowing.
When you look at the stars or the moon, do you think of me?
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