Stay

the star that sent me home

I begged someone to choose me before.

I asked him more than once.

He’d braid my hair,

kiss my forehead.

I let myself come undone.

In the quiet of the night,

I felt something slip away.

I whispered to myself,

half‑asleep,

please —this time, stay.

He came back to hold me then,

but was gone again too soon.

I was left

suddenly,

crying,

scared,

alone in my room.

I saw a shooting star that night.

I looked at it and prayed:

Bring me someone

kind

and loving

who finally decides to stay.

When I woke from my dream,

I felt a warm embrace.

I turned around to see myself —

a kind, peculiar face.

I didn’t know yet what it meant.

Had the star granted my wish?

But I held on tight,

in spite of myself,

as she whispered this:

You are all you’ll ever need.

Don’t think that you’re alone.

For when you’re whole inside your heart,

you’ll always have a home.

Her words kissed me slowly, softly.

I knew that they were true.

I looked in the mirror,

tears in my eyes,

and whispered:

There’s no one

in this world I love

no one,

more than you.


—Tianna

I’m here

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