Today, I’m missing my one true star,
thinking about how we would be together,
having fun, riding a space car,
through the vast galaxy forever.
Our love would be everlasting.
Quasars flying by,
as I was blushing,
as my star gives me a firefly.
Our destiny was met
by the gods of stories,
also known as kismet,
just like love frenzies.
Passing through space and time,
my one true star and I would be in love together forever, in the meantime.