When I look at the constellations,
I see you, and me,
And the way our fibers intertwined
to create a story.

A story worth telling for generations,
A story of two lost souls.
You- and me, we came from different atoms,
but both our hearts find each others through the storms.

I see you, you see me.
Look above, I hope,
None of us gets blind.

When I look at the constellations,
My head asks questions;
Will our hearts ever aligned?
Will our hearts, beat in time.