Residual Heat

You were carved in the stars the last time I looked up

It was dark and your name shone like a neon sign at night

It was distant and gloomy, and only barely legible to me

But I'm convinced it was a sign that you're doing alright

I was starved of the life that I should have shared with you

I was taking it slow as a child with a cake

It was dense and filling and I took more than you were giving

But we hoped to make it last, to the last crumb

Something says you're smiling from above

Cause it's February 14th, the day of unexpected love