It is both a blessing and a curse
That I am able to breathe under the same sky as you
So near, yet so achingly far away
You are the star that shines brightly in my dark night
If I could catch my tears on that star
If I can make a wish on that falling star
That it may land right in front of me
That I may bask in your warmth and light
With no fear of being burned or blinded
But to simply melt in your love.