She walked alone at night, the sky was dark
In silence, for there was nothing to say
All was peaceful, until she felt a spark
Feelings and memories, that she must slay

She does not resist, for she wants to see
Deeper in these memories she will dive
These feelings, sad and alone she will be
She thinks, "how I wish you were still alive"

She looks up to the sky, the stars so bright
Some may think it was nothing but a fling
Though she knows it was not, she walks through night
Again she felt a spark, it made her think

Up again she looks to the sky above
There she knows is her one, her only, love

--Neilani M., 9th-12th Grade.