She lived under an empty black sky
Used to the dark
Her eyes were specialized for it
Withered photoreceptors
A retina that slept lazily
Out of nowhere
Small pin point stars began to appear
First, too bright for her sensitized eyes
But she slowly let her eyelids open
The stars multiplied
And for the first time
She saw how vast the sky really was
The blanket of navy was alight with constellations
She began to count the stars
Gave each a name
Even the dimmest
She felt full
She felt loved
And she loved them back
But then the stars began to drop out of the sky
Slowly at first
One by one
Some faded into singularities
Others crashed down in a fiery blaze
Just missing her small, fragile body
One day
They disappeared completely
Without warning or commotion
They were just
Gone
She grew afraid of the dark
A dark that was once so familiar and comforting
Looking up at the sky that she could no longer see
(For there were no landmarks)
She cried tears from empty eyes
Lenses that reflected nothing
And she cursed the stars for showing her light
For bringing joy into a world that hadn't needed it
But had grown to love it
And now it was gone
