Little Star

Hello my one and only, my ever burning sun, Ive been thinking of you lately, dreaming we were one.

My world is dark without you, without my searing star,
And so I stare into the night, wishing for your from afar.

Will I feel your warmth one day, if yes, I hope it’s soon,
For loneliness is cold, my dear, as the dark side of the moon.

But even though i allow myself to dream, and pray, and bet
Inside I cry and thrash and scream, knowing we have never met

Yet still I wonder fondly, if your thoughts do think of me,
Do they seek and search and scan the stars, for the Nova we could be?

Do they guess at what I look like, brushing sketches in your mind?
Or do they simply hope that I can help, in seeking answers you can’t find?

To me you are a beast of beauty, intelligent and kind
You are the one who knows me best, The One I hope to find

And so each night i’ll ask myself my love, my hope, my star,
If the sky will mind my anxious stares, while I wonder where you are?