Drops of ink...

If only I could stretch my dreams to fill them full of you and never wake up
I would whisper our story to the stars; they would weep sorrowfully in return
You are the only one who has ever seeped into my bones and stayed awhile
And, you are the only one that understood what you found there in the dark.
Oh, your smile that devastated my soul, I would gladly die to see once more
If only, in the distance between us, could dance the soft winds of hopefulness
And, if only you had stayed for one goddamn day more, then you’d feel it too
Your soul is a disaster, but it’s all my heart talks about from morning til night
So tell me, how can I love the stars, if I am already so in love with the moon?
And, if it can’t be you, then it isn’t worth it and you will only exist in my poems
Just maybe our kind of love doesn't exist anywhere, but only in these drops of ink.