you were my star -
so close, so far. held together by your own gravity, you were celestial, true, free. i wish I could say you weren't holding me together but, your reigns were so strong, and i was so weak.

and different you were - 
or that's what you told me. how naive could I be to be live once more the lies you chanted? how you were ubiquitous around the world, or in fact, how prevalent your aura was, is.

oh my dear star,
what did I do to deserve the sadness you reaped within my soul? whom could I blame if it wasn't me?

and why did i forget that all stars die. you in fact, were just a shooting star, a wish i sought, but one that disappeared.

note; i think i finally dont need you. i think im enough.