Every night she looked up. Looked up to watch the stars and to gaze at the moon wondering if you were looking at them too. Knowing you fell asleep under the same sky and could see the same moon made her feel closer to you even though you were miles away. Some days hearing your voice was enough. Seeing your face was enough. But other days nothing would ever compare to your touch. Crying under the same stars that you were sleeping under and not being able to feel you will always be the hardest part. She often times wondered if you felt the same way, if you feel the same hurt she does. As she closes her eyes and drifts to sleep to dream of you, she thinks that its not so bad. That will one day be worth it, and you'll one day be together again.
