I was asked by a friend to write a poem about one word, and that word was "stars". This poem has absolutely nothing to do with the person that I wrote it for, but I'm very happy with it the way it is. I hope people understand by reading this that love isn't about just holding someone's hand and flirting with them. That when you go to the mall and you see the little old men pushing the even smaller old women in wheelchairs, you see how they look at one another and you can almost feel their love. Their endless devotion to make the other happy. Their true, everlasting friendship. That, is what this poem is about.