Stargazing

The short-cut grass tickled my skin as I gazed up to the darkened night sky. Each star was perfectly placed in the vast, dark indigo place up above my head.

Each one has it's own planets around it, billions upon billions of light years away. Each one had it's own name with a story behind every one. Each star that was gone and replaced very couple of centuries, their light still shown even in their death.

But, while it sounded fun to learn each name and each satellite that surrounded every star, I was content with just staring at them. To see them so close to each other, but in reality, so very much farther.

With a sudden start, I realized how late it was; I need to sleep! With a defeated sigh, I got up from the ground and, not wanting to disturb my sleep schedule than it already was, jogged back to the civilized comfort of my home.