The star I was going to

Sorry, I need you to know everything is
great,
You helped me reach this state,
But it got too late
For us to date.
If I get to meet your eyes,
I will recognize them in a crowd.
Remember, the soul never lies,
Don't say you didn't want us to get out.
You were the star I was going to,
Hoping, then together we could shine
better.
There was nothing I couldn't do,
Only your words were my life, anything
else didn't matter.


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