I am in love with this girl.
This girl who tries so hard
to hold the galaxies of emotion in,
in an attempt to rid mankind of it’s beauty.
I’m in love with this girl
who sees faults in our stars
and cries for them.
I am in love with this girl
whose every being consists of stardust,
One much like the other.
And my love for this girl does not wane,
For I shall wait until those eyes
look at time itself and make it smile.
For the time it takes,
will be the time until,
the time until the last drop of stardust
fills me with everything it has,
and I am taken.