Because all my friends are getting married.

You are like a star, shining so brightly, so far away

and I am like a child, covering the entire sky with her outstretched hands,

pondering how the moon could be so small

that she could blot it out with her thumb.

You are like a star, a flash that lasts thousands of years, a flicker of bright light and sound

and I am am like an old woman, squinting her crinkling eyes upwards,

mourning that she can no longer see the map in the sky that would once guide her

and wondering if the same lights that

punctuated the path of her life

are still there, tonight.

But tonight, you are you

and i am Me.

And I write my name in kisses

across your ever-fading face

as you draw my future in pencil and in shadows.