For every poem I wrote But burnt down For every song I sang But tore down For every memory We made But thrown For every kiss We shared But erased For every touch We had But lost For every day We lived But forgot For every thing You and I were But never will be I write to you I write to you So that this time I donβt lose Nor forget Nor erase Nor burn Nor tear down For you and I are Stars made in the sky Shining brighter As I write to you
May my ink, like the never-ending night, carry our tales. Like planets, turning around the same sun but never crossing paths