Our Story Beyond the Stars

By Minahil Mehr

To my dearest, my heart, my soul, my beloved,

When you stepped into my life, you made it better, you really did.

That summer day in the beginning of our new high school year,

That beautiful day we joined hands to walk together with no fear.

I didn’t realise back then just how much I needed you,

Maybe not back then but definitely four years later now I do.

We hoped to age together and see the years drift by,

In one another’s happiness we hoped to smile and in one another’s grief we hoped to cry.

You planted a seed in my heart that day, a seed for a majestic rose,

And while they tell us every rose has its thorns, the rose you had planted was free from any and that, everyone knows.

A year later I had to leave you, and at the time I didn’t feel a great loss in my heart,

But three years later when fate tore you away from me, there came a great void which, even now, shreds me apart.

My love, how I wish we had received more time from the universe,

Your absence is now my life’s curse.

Every day, I look at the stars of the night, and I try to see beyond that which I already do,

But knowing how to do so, even science has no clue.

I live my life now in regret, and I wish I could have told you all that which I wanted you to know,

But how was this helpless mortal girl to know, that the next time you left me, beyond the stars you would go.

Once upon a time, those stars were the diamonds of the night sky,

But now they are the countless tears that both my heart and soul continuously cry.

Even now, I stupidly deny that which has already happened, and for your return I still pray,

So that whenever you do, I will never let anything take you away.

In my life, I have been strong against many things, things unimaginable and filled with pain,

But this pain is beyond what I could ever withstand, and now each vessel of my heart is one chain.

I am now the prisoner of my own heart and soul,

For the angel of death has, indeed, achieved his goal.

And even now, from these chains, I await your rescue,

And even now, I hope for our happy ending to conclude with “I do”.

In my life, I do not hope for status, nor reputation, nor wealth,

All that I desire is you by my side in good and bad times and health.

The day you left, you took with you not one soul, but two,

And from my soul’s empty space, a great big tumour grew.

Neither the greatest surgeon nor the strongest blade can cut it out,

The remedy of my pain lies with you alone, and in that, there is no doubt.

How I desperately wish now to see your brave bold brown eyes,

So that they may gaze at me and so that from my ashes, I may rise.

I need you and ache for you every day that I am alive,

Like a wife desperately waiting for her beloved husband to arrive.

I had hoped one day, from being my lover, you would become my man,

And that with you, I would spend my remaining lifespan.

For you and only you, did my heart ever beat,

And then brutally from fate’s sword, came my accursed defeat.

Now from beyond the stars, I hope you watch over me,

And I hope that one day in those stars, the light of your eyes I may see.

My soul, my man, my heart, my love,
Your absence is my greatest pain for which I pray for mercy from the heavens above.

My love, I dearly miss you, and I need you,

My love, I desperately seek you, and forever love you.

One day I hope you be reunited with you by fate,

So that together, hand in hand, we may enter heaven’s gate.

So that just like that beautiful summer day, together again, we may rise,

So that against my heart, nothing again will ever jeopardise.

My love please return to me, there is no limit to how long I will wait for you in time,

I will do anything and everything to have you back, and in that, I deny all existence of all crime.

Know from even beyond the stars, every day, your lover awaits,

And every day, your lover tolerates pain of all intensities and states.

So that those brave bold brown eyes one day I may again see,

And from these prisoner chains, I may finally be free.

You always told me that two halves make a whole,

And whilst you carry my half as well as yours, there is a piercing venom within my soul.

You used to tell me that sweet words could give life, and poisonous words could take,

But I now realise that even a silence manifests its own ache.

Beyond the stars lie many other galaxies in the same time and space,

And for that reason I hope that if I venture out there, I may be able to see your face.

Now in my life, there are only three words that console me behind my prison bars,

And these words are in the night sky, “beyond the stars”.