Surrounded by nothing but darkness, and yet still gives us light.
The lonely star weeps.
She awaits for a partner but the only company she keeps is her own.
Thousands of eyes gaze at her each and every night.
But not even the clearest skies give her the comfort of light.
For she will only give, and never get back.
For the love she gives to others, she will solely lack.
And for her loneliness to forever stay in tact.
As she is surrounded by nothing but darkness, and yet is still giving us light.
The lonely star still weeps into the night.
