Lost Stars

Both of us are stars.

But we’re made from two different skies.

So we wouldn’t collide,
So we’d always seem to hide

from each other,
We’d never have a single light year to shine on each other’s life,

Nor share gases of tears with each other’s dying night.

We’re nothing but a speck of dust in the galaxy,

And one day we’d just face our end,
And one day we’d just wake up to this reality.