A star was lost. From the very procrastination to the very execution. A star used to shine. Look at him closely How dense his hair is. Feels like that rage of the sun rays brought to the glasses. Like a star He was born. Yet he used to hide Under his embarrassment. Rather than months and years It took him light years to meet again. But just like stars. He used to be hers. Look at him, How indifferent his eyes are. Feels like that rage of the heart that broke her to million pieces.
