They are not just stars in my eyes.

It is not everyday that I wake up feeling like the champ that I am, nor is it everyday that I have that beautiful smile curved on my face. I do not always get what I want or deserve on every beautiful afternoon. But when night time comes, it brings with it hope, hope for a better day and dreams of stronger love, greater patience and a chance to redo all that I did wrong even though they cannot be undone. I still count the stars and smile for I know that when they retreat into their harbour, then my smile might as well return and this is the hope that I hold onto at the end of every long day..



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