He had the sun in his smile
And a black hole in his heart
And you never knew which would win

He wore the stars like a sweater
And their heat kept him warm
In place of all the people he never let in

He laughed with the northern lights
And sung as they danced
While you thought him again

Phasing through life like the moon
Waxing, wanning, full, and new
With a cratered mind within, because

Loving him is like a shooting star
You wish with hope for a chance
Knowing you'll fall and burn up in the end