I studied the stars in your eyes
And wished for the galaxies we'd make
But this black hole is dragging me back
I heard the birdsong in your voice
And dreamt of the forests we'd grow
But I've got an endless desert to cross
I traced the stories in your actions
And thought of the art we'd create
But my pen is broken and inkless
"I'm glad we had the times together just to laugh and sing a song, seems like we just got started and then before you know it, the times we had together were gone."
-Dr. Suess