a dark star

dusk twinkle, orange bias perfect the cheeks hue
weeds winding in the wind, moving your pulse
while my debark is folding, when I see the smile on your face

so long hidden, now revealed already
but the universe says different, me and you can not be us
because there is another heart that must be taken care of

in what you call the night, even though the sky looks bright, for some reason my heart is gloomy without a smile

You just relax, this is my heart
do not be mad, I'm all right now