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My iPod’s playing my favorite song. 

I don’t remember all the words at the moment

But I recall how it goes. 

“Look at the stars…” 

I lie on the grassy hill 

And carry on what it tells me to do. 

It’s 1:30AM but they haven’t come back home. 

Just the moon in still-life 

As the painter looks on. 

It looks so alone on a Wednesday night. 

No one wants to be left alone. 

I know I had to do something. 

I wrap it in her favorite colors, 

Blue and pink with a white bow on top. 

I show up at the party wearing khaki pants and a wrinkled shirt. 

The tie is the only thing in common that night. 

I couldn’t leave without telling her “Merry Christmas!” 

I feel out of place but a friend makes me want to stay. 

She opens the box. 

“Is it something shiny or goes around her neck?” Everyone reacts in awe. 

I tell her “It’s nothing big but I…” 

With eyes so vibrant, “I love it!” she says. 

She hangs it in her bedroom wall and I now remember so clearly. 

The words magically appear as I see her there, 

“Look at the stars,

Look how they shine for you,

And everything you do,

Yeah, they were all yellow.”

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