He looked up at the stars again, and then back down at me.
This literally gave me chills down my spine. I totally invisioned Cairo looking at the stars with the wind blowing in his hair, knowing hes going somewhere. like he knows he has to leave and go home. That he doesnt belong here & he must depart. GOSH this is so inspiring!
This insipired me so much to write the last page of my book talking about the end of the world. "The Last Day" Here it is. i hope you like it.
That Day
The wind blows in your hair.
You are going somewhere.
You do not know where.
You feel it in the air.
You have to go home.
You do not belong here
You do not like it here,
In this atmosphere.
It does not feel the same.
You are finished with this game.
This Chess was a mess.
You have done your part.
It is time for a new start.
There is a bright light,
in the night,
it is bright.
It is right.
Spread your wings.
Take flight,
Do not be afraid,
It will be alright.
Where are you going?
You do not know.
You cannot remember,
Until the last day,
When you go.
All will die,
And fly,
Into the sky.
You will remember, later, exactly why...