My mind is a galaxy I invite you to thoroughly explore
Study the various constellations
That are my thoughts
Look close enough to see that each star is a thought and every one of them seems to be consumed by the image of your face
Look close enough to identify that all the shooting stars I wished upon were already dead
and in the void of fire spots
are the ghosts of previous hopes which float aimlessly
In desperation for fulfilment
A dead hope.
Look close enough to notice that despite the fact my mind is a sky full of luminous points
You are the only light I know