Some souls are too brokento return to the souls they once belonged to.

I wish that all your stars settle on your dreams - so you’ll still see them shine while the world may forgets them.

We made a home for our wishes in the stars;while forgetting they were meant to be only the beginning.

Wishes are just made up words for the stars.

Stars are empty places in the sky until you make them a home for your dreams.

Some stars break while their fall.

Oh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humansto keep its restless heart alivethe sky would be full of dead stars.

I want to be close to the stars- falling in love with the moon;while forgetting of being a part of the sky who keeps it all alive.

The moon is alive because of the darkness - how could we ever be afraid of something that gives the stars a home?