Stars

When I count the stars,
I see your tears.
No matter how far
Your love just disappears.
When I gazed into your eyes,
I saw our life.
Now your in the sky's,
Just because of using your knife.
The sight of your blood is my only memory.
I hu,
I love,
I kiss,
Your face is what I dream to see.
Your touch is what I miss.
Your blood is the last thing I saw,
Before I put the gun to my heart,
And killed my dreams.

I wrote the first 2 lines of this poem and then was totlally lost for words to finish it. So I gave it to my friend Lumbee and she finished it for me so, I give all the credit to her.