I see couples smiling, love is in the air,
I think of you, of the memories we share.
You don't love me, perhaps you don't even know,
But that's all right, this flower of love will never cease to grow.
Because you're the moon and I'm your crater,
You don't appreciate my existence but we'll always be together.
And perhaps one day when the space engulfs us in the dark,
People will remember that even imperfection had a spark.
~*~