When I gaze up at the sky,
I somehow think of you.
I'm past the point of asking why.
I guess it's just what I always do.
When I sleep I always dream of you.
When our love is gone, I'll leave in tears cause I thought our love was true.
I'll move on, but only cause I have to.
Do you ever just stargaze?
And do you dream of me?
Can you think of any way,
We can stay together, you and me?
Maybe not because we look at different skies.
Only in our hearts is where the freedom lies.
We are together sort of, but only in our minds.
No way to cross our star-crossed love this time.
Never will the stars align.
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sapriculous
PoetrySappy + Ridiculous = Sapriculous. This is sapriculous, adorkable, sometimes sad, nerdy, poetry.