It wasn’t easy,
The stars know it wasn’t **** easy.
Loving you, being with you,
It was different.
Sometimes it was like early flowers in late winter,
Sometimes it was like buds that just won't bloom.

It was like how the sun must feel,
When the clouds start to pour.
A little confused,
A little hurt,
Maybe a little angry.
But that doesn’t stop her from loving the sky,
Her foundation,
Her home.

Even when the clouds poured down on us,
I was still there.
Front row at every show,
First through the door of every party.

Somehow it just worked,
Like mismatched stars forming stunning constellations,
A little strange,
A little uncertain,
Maybe a little unconventional,
But it was real.

Ana