There's difference in
          f
              a
                  l
                      l
                       i
                          n
                              g

and GROWING
in love.

I am sorry
I have failed to stay happy
like how you would have wanted me to be.

One day, I will look at the

s    t     a    r    s.

How they shine,
how they make me smile,
how they add a wonderful hue to the pitch black sky.

But as of now, all I have to do is to look at

y    o    u.

How you shine,
how you make me smile,
how you add a wonderful hue
to a darkness-consumed person like
me.