I stare at the night sky. At the stars twinkling down on me. At the mountains in the distance. At the houses in front of mine. Suddenly, I’m staring at a little light guiding toward me. And I think, “How could something so small be so beautiful?” So beautiful that it captures every ounce of my attention. I wonder if it knows it’s beautiful, truly beautiful. I wonder if it wakes up every night and wonders if it could ever really be enough. I wonder if it ever has trouble falling asleep because it knows, deep down, not a creature on the planet would ever care enough to love it. To truly love it. Not with fake smiles. Not with a mask on their faces either. No, it has to know it’s beautiful. I mean, it’s clearly visible. But still…..I wonder if it relates to me.
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