You are the Milky Way
That adorns my lonesome nights
Stargazing while looking at your eyes
That occupy my numbly crowded mind
You say that when we die
Our souls become stars
Like a hypnotic sea of silver confetti
Scattered around a darksome, azure cemetery
Little do you know
That when I look into your eyes
Brighter than fireflies
I get lost in myriads of stars
Like a therapy
I reminisce your voice
Wondering about the cosmic galaxies
And the serenity of an endless sky
I miss our tranquil, somber nights
Chasing shooting stars
But now my darling you are a shooting star
That i chase all alone in my lonesome nights
