The largest stars could never amount
To the sparks I see in your eyes.
Pieces of you will forever be within me,
even until the last heavenly body dies.
The two of us next to the cosmos are nothing,
Nothing but helpless specks of dust.
But I am, to you, as constant as the air you breathe,
Even if the world stops being fair and just.
Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 12:03 AM UTC
The largest stars could never amount
To the sparks I see in your eyes.
Pieces of you will forever be within me,
even until the last heavenly body dies.
The two of us next to the cosmos are nothing,
Nothing but helpless specks of dust.
But I am, to you, as constant as the air you breathe,
Even if the world stops being fair and just.
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