if the stars could talk, what would they say?
would they tell us of all the wonders that exist in the vast expanse, or keep it to themselves because we have a history of ruining beautiful things.
would they tell us that they see us down here, looking up at them, searching for hope and beauty in the world. meanwhile, we are the beauty that they see; and they love us.
they love us the way we haven’t learned to love ourselves.
they see us; struggling, starving, thriving, surviving .. being.
all these human beings.
if the stars could talk, I think they’d say — keep going.