He is my star
My favorite star
If the world was black and everyone was a star
He would be the brightest star
My favorite star
There's nothing and no one like my star
My star is as bright as the sun
I'm not always able to see my star
But when I do I'm happy
I'm not able to be with my star
But I might be able to at some point
I hope my star will like me
I guess I shouldn't call it my star
But I like to dream of it as mine
Because I really like that star
The star is a boy
He is sweet
And nice and funny
With beautiful soft curly black hair
The star seems so close but so far as well
He is only 13 as well as I
But I feel like there's more
Like my love for the star is deep
Deeper than anyone can think
The star knows my feelings
I tell the star my feelings often
And I dream
that one day
I'll finally be with the star
