Every Star A Path Closer To You

If I could

I would move the stars

Rearrange them into new constellations

That would tell the story of our lives

Mine would depict the tale of a soldier

War torn and battle weary

Holding a heart of lead

With enough scars to last a lifetime

Your sky would describe a traveler

Lonely and exhausted

Never setting down roots

With miles of open road before you

It was a miracle, I think

That your path brought you to me

But if you looked at the stars

They would,

In their ever so romantic way

Imply that it was fate

Which brought us together

As our constellations meet, collide

Clash

Mold together

My story

Yours

Becomes ours

Of a soldier

And a traveler

Who found a home in each other

But I cannot move the stars

Cannot change galaxies

Cannot tell our story in such ways

All I can do

Is write a few insufficient lines

And pretend that each word is a star