Among the bleakest stars that don’t sparkle tonight, you were the one that caught my eyes. I tried to dismantle you once. But I forget the instruction on how to assemble you back. There were too many pieces and bricks. And I gave up before halfway.
So, I harvest the same star tonight. Finding you was easy. There, there you are.
And I heard this song on radio, maybe they’re right. I’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new.