But like any other love story, our love did not last.
While earth took us in her arms in the past,
whilst earth lovingly caressed humans otherwise.
In the present, it has harassed us as if we were Pennywise.
The touch of life used to give me butterflies.
But for now, all I hear is earth's cries.

“Love? People love what they can take from you or they love how you make them feel about themselves; but they don’t love you”

An interesting concept indeed
This human made emotional greed
I think you loved me, I do
But I think I was temporary to you
That’s alright though
I guess in the end we reap what we sow

Morning is broken
A lifetime almost done
A red bloated sun begins to rise
Its body fills the cloudless skies
Carrying the weight of its years
Unable to show sadness, cries no tears

It was there at beginning
When it was a new shiny, sparkling thing
Witnessing a floating rock spark to life
Then fill with seas, forests and wildlife
Eons of watching the little human things
Through winters, summers, autumns and springs

It had been loved, adored
Worshiped by a constant changing human horde
But many years have now passed by
It’s no longer looked at with a welcoming eye
Life had faded away under its growing, killing rays
Now it lights up a world filled with silent days

It can feel the weighted load
Only minutes away from the explode
But what a show, it will play to the crowd
It will go with a bang so thunderous loud
And the light will be seen galaxies away
So they will know this star had its day