In the sky, dark and vast
I hear a dim star ask:
“Why am I alone
In a place so cold—
Is this what they call galaxy?
I want a place to call home,
But that feels like fantasy.”

Is it cold? And dark?
“Yes. All day long.”

Ah! Then why don’t you shine
Through the **** cold night?
You’re dim, not gone—
Just blurred by fright
For I know there’s more stars in sight.

If you shine your light
A second will too
Then a third, and a fourth—
And it won’t just be you.

You’re a beautiful star.
Don’t be afraid, ashamed
Or distressed, of who you are.

Romantic adventures
are not moments to treasure,
The thrill of the chase no longer moves me.

Catch and release,
fish stories of fantasy.
Always Pining the one that got away.

Trophies on a wall,
I swear I had them all,
but tell me where are they today?

The thrill of the chase no longer moves me.
Give me a hand to hold,
a love that will soothe me.

Moments made and treasured,
through passing years.

Not just memories of glories, 
that quickly fade away.