the title of king belonged to you
with eyes filled with galaxies.
you promised to stay true
and those words left me at ease.

you traced constellations on my skin
and left drops of moonlight in my hands.
with one kiss you erased my sins,
but you left me here where I still stand.

you were my sun, my moon, my stars;
everything I had wished upon.
I dreamt of dancing with you on Mars,
then you disappeared when dusk met dawn.

you told me stories of the planets;
how they all fell in love,
and I felt like you and I were magnets
yet you left me for the skies above.

after crying tears of silver and stardust,
I realized something I should've known:
loving myself is a must,
and that I deserve my own throne.