Points of Light


look, there’s the one that first showed me the night,
the one that was there when I first heard the thunder,
the one that looked in my window when I stayed up all night
wondering why things were

and look, there’s the one that came to visit me
when I felt so alone, the one that waited a million years
just so I could watch it move across the sky

and way above my head,
there’s the one that told me god loved me
and right next to it, there’s the one that told me god didn’t
and right next to that one, the one who winked at me
and told me that it was I
who must make up
my own mind

and shining so faintly, there’s the one
that hung over the ocean the night my mother died,
the one she pointed to when she taught me
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star,
the one that stayed with me all night in the blackest rain
so no one, not even me, would know I was crying

and over there, right next to the moon,
there’s the one that whispered “life is supposed to be fair”
and through the trees,
there’s the one that shouted in my ear
that it never would be

and look, there’s one falling from the sky,
one that looks like the same one I wished upon
when I first found out that stars were wishes

and just over the mountain,
there’s the one that was my first wish,
the one I saw with my eyes closed during our first kiss,
the one that watched us make love all night
until we all faded into the dawn

and over there, there’s the one I gave to you that night,
the one you left behind when you decided to go,
the one you said was just
a cold point of light
hovering in space,
the one you said
didn’t mean
anything.