we can chase away these tears/fears

i wanted to trace shapes in the stars with you again, but it was too cloudy to see them.
maybe this is a sign.
"we're written in the stars," except i can't read it.
maybe it's illiteracy. or maybe it's common sense.
who can tell at this point?
i am a giant waste.
of time, money, space.
i'm just waiting for you to figure it out.
don't waste anything on me anymore.
i'm begging you.