Thought of getting far
Bought tears after great war,
I asked myself
Was it fault of our star?
We share many memories together
Now we don’t know each other….
Once I was her wings, she was my feather
I loved her the way the moon loves mars
But, now we are poles apart
And she said it was fault of our stars.
I started loving her from first sight
When my heart and mind were busy in fight
Whether my decision was right.
One day she broke up my heart
And moved away so far
I with tears in my eyes
Waiting for her replies
But she moved away poles apart
And said It was fault of our stars.