I turned off the lights
of my bedroom
and I met the darkness.
I used to be so afraid
of the darkness
that my eyes
had always looked at.
I'd been terrified
if that was all
I was going to see
for the rest of my life.
But not now.
I meet it with a smile
and I head to my closet,
careful to not knock into something.
I walk inside
and close the door behind me.
The window is in front of me
from across the room.
I remember being afraid of the dark.
I made me feel isolated
and vulnerable
as if there was nothing I could do.
I remember hating the dark.
I walked towards the window
seeing the moonlight
slip through the glass
and make the room glow
in its pale light.
I reached out my hand
and touch the cool glass.
The smooth and clear surface
against my warm palm.
Then I look up
from above the small lights
and to the night sky.
There was a point
where you couldn't hate the darkness
because if it wasn't dark
the stars wouldn't be as pretty.
The dark sky
was a splash
of blue and purple
with white glitter
spread all over it
in beautiful, wondrous patterns.
My gray eyes
that were blind before
watched the constellations
watched the stars
watched the night sky
show stories and myths.
This view
reminded me of the kiss
I shared with Caleb
just a few hours ago.
The memory made me giddy
and heat wrapped around me
making me smile.
I touched my finger
on my bottom lip
and wondered how a simple kiss
was so powerful.
I wondered
how a simple kiss
would convey so much emotions.
There was a time
I despised the darkness
but when I'm here
under the stars
I don't feel afraid anymore.
Because I know
I'm not alone
watching the stars
from this point of time.
I know people are gazing at these stars
telling stories from the patterns.
And just once
I want to reach for those stars
not to hold it just for me
but to tell stories of these patterns
just how people had done
to show the beauty
of the starry sky.
The buzz of my pocket
brung me out of my imaginations
and back to reality.
I pulled out my phone
and read a message
from the one I love.
Sweet dreams, Rose.
I bite back a squeal
so I won't accidentally wake up my parents
because the message
makes my heart flutter
and my feet bounce
from the happiness
I haven't felt in such a long time.
I love him.
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Under the Stars
Teen Fiction**I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13** Caleb is the typical guy that every girl wants. He's hot and charming, and he knows that very well. What makes him even more popular is that Caleb isn't a player. He knows how to treat a girl and he's friendly with eve...
