We had stars that glow only in the dark,

And they looked green and artificial; once

I found them beautiful to see, but now

They barely seem to glow at all. We put

Them up together on the ceiling one

Hot summer day, when things were possible

And the world was fair and just and pretty.

We put them up together on the wall,

He and I, when we were young and hopeful.

He started on the window side, and I

On the other, we met in the middle.

I made blankets while he made the cradle,

I ate the pickles and ice cream he brought

In the middle of the night. I wore

Bigger shirts as he lost weight by biking.

til the day the stars began to p