I've become familiar with abandonment.

Enough to realize

the most painful part

has never been the absence

of those I was once close to.

It's the dreadful ending

when I notice

their smiles turning into grins,

laughs into giggles,

and hours spent together turned into minutes.

I think it's normal

for people to come and go,

but this part always seems to hurt.

The only words I could find

to describe the love i have

for him,

are the words he could never find

to describe his love

for the stars.

His eyes wander

to the night sky

but mine refuse to

drift from his.

He lets out

a sigh of relief

as if he's reminded

just how small we are.