glistening

 "I’ve got my memories.
They’re always inside of me.
But I can’t go back.
Back to how it was."

placed on repeat in the corners of my mind, strumming through the vocal cords I imagine; you smile at me. 
you’re a figment, but a beauty. and it brings me to my comfort of brand new steps. leaving you further in the depths of those memories that i’ve got inside of me that i wont go back to. i can’t go back to.
and nothing feels more radiant than the understanding of a new star blazing above our heads telling us that beauty is remade in the closing and opening of fresh doors. fresh doors with no memories.
that understanding is the star with it’s beauty. yellow.
as you’re smile fades, you become a new star.
and that is it.
we are all stars shinning down upon one another glistening in the night sky. guiding one another. regardless of our memories.
yellow beauty.

(quoted lyrics: this is home by switchfoot)