Midnight, at a day in April
Looked up at the night sky, filled with stars and darkness
A picture of you came in my mind
Then told myself again, I am fine
The stars in the sky are droplets of white on a black canvass
Stars so bright, and golden like the touch of Midas
Tears fell, like a rain on Egypt
Too unexpected, too painful to accept
A starry night you are, before you chose to be a storm
A starry night, until you chose to be the one who breaks the armor
A starry night is what I think of you
But you were actually just a shade of blue
