The Stars Outside My Bedroom Window
A shy girl
A loving boy
He brought out the best in her
A forthcoming marriage
A future with a family
She had dreams
He’s chasing them
The quiet girl
Once filled with ambition
exists no more
She waits with a plastered smile
Till her loving husband comes home
To tell her all about the stars
She’s tending to the kids
Cleaning the house
Wondering what it feels like
To be chasing shooting stars
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