By: Anna Chuang

Looking out my window

In the middle of the night

Even though my view is obscured by a tree

I can see the twinkling stars shining brightly.

Looking out my window

I can see you, too, like the stars

You are solid in my mind and heart

I fall asleep thinking about you.

Looking out my window

I wish you were here with me

We can talk about random things

We can talk about what our lives will likely be.