Moonlight

starlight

I wish to be more,

more for you,

so maybe you'd want me,

in the array of stars,

death looms upon us,

joining them wouldn't be too bad,

for the stars are something beautiful,

not even a precious gem such as you could compare,

but with every look,

and every breath,

they seem to fade,

and maybe it is just my eyes,

decieving me of the fading life I have,

but the most tragic of stories,

is that of the many stars,

and I know you would love to hear them,

I could tell you each one by heart,

they were all bright long ago,

but now they are nothing,

floating in the darkness,

doomed forever,

in the graveyard of stars,

the most tragic yet beautiful story.