PhantomWolf

I stand high above the Earth, As snow falls from the stars. I watch the passing of time, My head filled with the past, Longing for those I held close, And wishing I could tell them that I am still here. They do not know that I am here: My friends still cry for me on Earth. They do not know I hold them close In my new home in the stars. Like me, they yearn for the past. But we can’t defy the flow of time. Far above, there too is time, Although it works differently here. It remains still – there is no past To weep for, like down there on Earth. The moments are eternal as the stars, And to our dear ones, we are still c