Just like the sky, you deserve the sun, the moon, and the stars.
My Northern Sky, you know I love you so.
But I fear my clouds cover you
and that one day you realize
you no longer want to be a part of my universe.
How I dread that day.
Yet, somehow, I know that the rain will come if you stay
So, I am letting you go — my Northern Sky.
I will miss you and all the memories etched across my universe.
Written: Around November 2012
Photo: Night Sky II by kevygee