The stars were twinkling,
Just like his eyes;
And suddenly she saw him,
Through the night sky.
She was always reminded,
Every piece of him.
It was the stars in his soul,
Now her nights are never dim.
And every night she would cry,
The hurt in her heart deep;
She would look at the sky to meet him,
She'll fall into a tender sleep.
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for the both of us
PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
