Isn't it funny
How you can give someone your dreams,
And they give you a nightmare.

How you can invest so much trust,
So much love,
Just so that they can take it away.
And leave you in the abyss of your thoughts.

The problem was never giving up trust,
Because loving someone is trusting.
And we were called to love.

The problem was letting those rockets
Shoot down your stars.

Go ahead, let them aim; let them fire away.
Dare them to shoot at your stars.
But don't let them hit them.
Don't let them come close.

You keep shining with
Radiance
And
Delight.
But don't let them steal your vibrant love.

Because darling, you were made to love.
You were made to trust.
You were made to have wishes, and dreams.

Don't let them shoot the stars, and please keep those dreams.