When I was young, I fell in love on a star.
I chased my love through the Milky Way.
We played our game throughout the cosmos, shining our own light.
Writing our own story in the dark.
Laughter skipped across the planets raining music upon their atmosphere.
My love and I danced on Venus, colored Mars red
I am old now, too old to dance across the Milky Way.
Too old to hear the music play. My love has gone away, but waits amongst the stars and watches.
Watches my light grow tired and sheds tears of hope down on me. Until the day the darkness comes and I am free again to play amongst the stars.