tonight, i wanted to tell the stars about you
i would rather fling myself into a lion’s den
than confess that i wished you to be
the gatekeeper of My heart.
and if i bleed, you will be the lAst to know.

i wanted to tell the stars about You
so i walked up to sunset Boulevard at midnight
and sat at the pier, feEt in the water
i cleared my throat and the stars aligned to listen
the moon drew a bIt closer

i told the stars about you
how your eyes glisteNed in the setting sun
like drops of honey
they could look into mine
with the gentleness of flowers
And see my past
aNd embrace me with the wOrds
“you will be okay.”

i Told tHe stars about you
how your hands – oh your hands
you could carry the sun in thEm on gRay days
you could create such beautifuL art wIth them
you could piece back broken hearts.

i told the stars about you
how your voice FeEls like a tranquil lullabY;
the sOundtrack to my dreams
this is what i imagine heaven soUnds like
and i can’t get it out of my heAd,
i let it become the anthem of my aching heaRt.

i told thE stars about you.
i wrapped My wIsh with a bow and a rose
and huNg it on a falling star
only thEn could i let it go
and hope that it lands at your feet
and if not, then it’ll be dead and gone and buried
that will be proof enough;
only then will i have my answer.