six feet under the stars

I ran out of the house. The house that is just not the same as it was before. My mother is broken. My sister has left. My father has cheated and begged. My brother has fallen down the rabbit hole. And here I am relying on something that could burn out a hundred years ago. But there was some comfort in that. Knowing that something could burn just as bright as it did before.
But that was just burning gas. Here when something breaks it never works the same again.
I slowed down to a walk when I got close to Justin's house. I knocked on the door. He knew what I needed. What would make me stop what ever down spiral I was in. He wouldn't ask about the tears or the why I was at his house at midnight or why in the middle of November I was out in the freezing weather.
He opened the door and did just what he did every other time I was here. Just drove to the empty field in the middle of nowhere. That was pure heaven. The way the sky burned so much brighter out here than around where I lived. I collapsed in the field to watch the sky. The tiny burning lights on the black velvet cloth of a sky made it all seem ok. I wanted to be a child now. I stood up and spun in circles until I fell down again laughing. I think I could do this. Live through every hell just to see the stars at night.I saw a shooting star and stopped. Make a wish I whispered. Closing my eyes I whispered to the star, "I wish I may, I wish I might, on the first shooting star of tonight, that one day it will all be ok." I opened my eyes a second later and the sun was coming up. I was cold. I suppose that we should go. I got up and went to wake Justin up.

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