i can't live with the fact that i'm living without,
the girl that these words were written about.

you're a star in the heavens above me. you were always within sight, but always out of reach. i'm always reaching out, but never touching. everytime i look out the window, there you are. holding your own in the clear night sky. you never needed anyone else for you to shine so bright. you were always meant for so many great things. even greater than i can imagine. you're impossible. you're in a league of your own. being good enough, is just simply, not good enough. even the gods can't take their eyes off you.

how is it then, that the peasant fell in love with the goddess? just sitting there, watching her, without knowing if she watches back. is she too good to be true? no, they say "she's just too good for you." why is it then that i can't let go, even though i already know? can someone tell me, why i can't stop thinking about you? i'd never dare tell anyone how i feel because i know they would all laugh at how ridiculous i am. i think they know i'm crazy.

you're just a star in a galaxy far far away, but you seem so close, so near. like i've known you. but i haven't. i need to wake up and stop dreaming. because dreaming about things you can never have only leaves you hurt, and quite utterly destroyed.

maybe it's time i turn my attention onto something more realistic, even though it's remotely impossible that i'll feel the same way. i feel no remorse about feeling this way, because my feelings are no longer my own.

what i would give to have you look in my direction,
i'd give my life to somehow attract your attention.