Stars

on

Unrequited,

Infatuation.

 

A dream, you dream,

Uninvited.

 

Chasing shadows,

From the shallows of your eyes,

Wiping wanderlust from tear ducts,

Black rivers pooling at each cheek,

Who smudged your lipstick?

 

It was,

Love that died; before you arrived,

You tried walking backwards,

Bending the hands of time,

But

Unrequited,

Unrequited,

This is your dream,

And you were,

Not invited.

 

Stars in your eyes,

The loneliest cry you could hear tonight,

They’re the loneliest dreams you could dream,

They’re the loneliest dreams you could dream tonight,

The loneliest face on the scene.

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