Billions of stars in the sky
& yet im still focused on the ones in your eyes
Gleaming so bright like the constellations
on a good night
The depth of which you see things is hard to find;
It makes me wonder about the galaxy which inhabits your mind
Am I even a tiny star in that grouping of light?
Or do I amount to nothing, is the picture of me as dark as night?
I wonder these things before I fall asleep
I think of your starry eyes & I let myself dream.
Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Billions of stars in the sky
& yet im still focused on the ones in your eyes
Gleaming so bright like the constellations
on a good night
The depth of which you see things is hard to find;
It makes me wonder about the galaxy which inhabits your mind
Am I even a tiny star in that grouping of light?
Or do I amount to nothing, is the picture of me as dark as night?
I wonder these things before I fall asleep
I think of your starry eyes & I let myself dream.
