If i could recreate the universe
Melt it in my hands
I would save the stars for you
And make you into the moon.
So on a cold chilly night
When the breeze wafts in your room
You can look to your window
And know I'm right next to you.
If stars have constellations
And the moon has craters
Then it makes sense for the moon
To be in love with the stars
In the same way someone like me
Could be so in love with you
Happy birthday to the moon
Signed with love,
-the stars
