Oh how I miss the stars,
The ones in the sky that I would often gaze upon,
always thinking of you.
Those stars always made my heart feel heavy.
Made me feel like I was so large, and so small.
Eventually those stars in the sky were replaced by the stars of your eyes,
the little reflection of your glasses, the one's I picked for you.
I stopped going out and looking at stars once winter came.
But that was okay, because I had your stars.
Now it's heating up,
and we're cooling down.
I'll be reunited with my old stars soon,
Just after I've said goodbye to yours.