Your eyes were full of stars.
When you already had all the constellations aligned in your gaze, you still drew a stunning smile on your face. When you talked and burst, you painted a whole new universe. But as much as you could look like heaven, you were bad for my health. You're a lovely view but not something to be felt.
And I wish you never looked at me at all 'cause I always felt so small – the way your friends said I'd never be good enough and how they used to muffle their laugh. But now, I won't have to hear it all again 'cause I found my rightful place. You're neither a home nor a solace. You've only felt like one of those stormy days.
But I'll never deny any of it. Whenever I looked back at you, my heart skipped a beat. However, this time, it's gonna be a lot different. This time, I won't remember – I might even forget. Back then, I desired to be good enough for you. Now, I realize the wrongness in my desire 'cause I'm too good for you.
Your eyes were full of stars, but it was only because you were looking at me.