Two stars hung in the velvet sky like forgotten sentinels.
Both jutting from the darkness with quite grace.
"I shine so brightly" said the first,
"Yet my glow feels empty
Like shouting into a forgotten universe".

The second star flickers softly.
"I know this ache
We burn alone,
Longing to be understood.
Our light spreading across oceans and desolate land,
Yet we still yearn for a purpose,
Hoping to be seen".

They twinkled in shared solitude,
Neither outshining one another,
Coexisting in eachothers self pity.
Yet in their quiet conversation,
They felt a fragile kind of company

Because even in vast emptiness,
to be seen,
is to exist.