I am not the sun.
Do not misconstrue me as so.
I am not the moon, I am not the stars,
I am no where in the galaxy,
I am a flower,
wilting away in the garden of loneliness,
and you, you are the sun, the moon, and the stars,
you help me grow and make me feel warm like the sunshine should,
and captivate me and comfort my soul, like the moonlight,
and you shine brighter than all the stars.