See the stars..

We dont always get to choose who we are but sometimes you dont get a say in what you want to be...

I have known her ..
Ever since she learnt to walk.
She was a dreamer, a passionate one.
All day long she read to me
About the galaxy, the stars and the sun..
Black holes and time warps,
Constellations and directions..
She always seemed she belonged there
Lost in the stars, seeking the light.
She knew Einstein better than herself..
She was always smitten by Hawkings
While i was moving from guy to guy,
Breaking my heart and writing poetry..
As we grew we drifted, like all normal girls.
Every night i look up and wonder
If she ever became the Astronaut
She always wanted to be..
She came out of her office and took a cab.
She wasnt looking at the stars anymore.

Author's Note

I do hve a lot to improve... suggestions please :)