Is it?

High above behind the stars I leave my memories so that they cannot find their way back to me but they shine on me all through the night. I lie to them, I scramble my way out of their reach, I abandon them but with the eyes of a baby they come and stand next to me, waiting for me notice them. I give a cold stare and move ahead. They simply follow without a word. I know they're waiting, waiting for me to embrace them but I do not have the courage. I just carry my pretense of ignorance and walk further. They twinkle every night waiting for me to spot them from my dark window. I shut my eyes tight and slowly drift away, surrendering to the darkness.