At 9 in the beach house
looking at the stars
I told my cousin:
"Those shiny dots in the sky
are the ones we loved who
have already passed away"
With an adult's conviction I said:
"My grandma is one of those stars,
and she's taking care of me from there"
At that time everyone was alive
except for my grandma,
whom I had never met in my life
Ever since that night
I haven't really looked at the sky
because I don't want to face them,
in fact I want to be with them,
shining in the night
