...it means? Why do people compare their lovers to stars?
Don’t they realize they’re too far?
If I had a lover I would say, she’s like the universe.
She wouldn’t be a cliché, because she would be diverse.
Having many qualities like the endless galaxies.
Having many tunes like the endless moons.
To me she’ll be the only star under sunlight.
Yet, the only stars I see are the ones in her eyes.
So how confused am I, when I, say that she is a star, I see above far?
Am I confused enough, not to say I how I really feel?
Where I have to go and write down the surreal. Conceal,
The thoughts I can portray, the words I want to say.
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