When people see you, after such a long time, and they look at your eyes and ask, where are your stars? They give you a blank stare, not knowing what they’re talking about. Then they ask again, where are your stars, the stars that would light up your face? The stars that kept the curve to your smile, the stars that never failed you, where are those stars? Those same stars that made every moment worth keeping, those stars that stopped you from quitting. Where are they? Did they fade because you stopped believing or did you let them go thinking you can shine brighter without them? Where are your stars?