They say some things are written in the stars.
Lately I really question us.
Will we make it?
It’s a cold and starry night.
I’m drenched in tears.
I lift my head and look at the stars above.
Can they predict our future?
Can they tell me that it will be okay again?
Seems like the stars are speechless,
astonished just like me.
How could I ruin us that much?!
Hurt us that much?!
Damage us that much?!
Suddenly I feel so stupid,
Gazing at a sky that has no answers.
Each of your words is like a revelation.
Never seen such beauty like yours.
You’ve been so bad to me lately,
but I couldn’t resist you.
I don’t think you noticed me,
I’m a gray ghost with rosy scars.
I watch you from afar and all I say is “Hey”.
You confuse me so much.
I doubt all I believed in.
I thought I was save.
I want to hold you and protect you.
I’m afraid you could break.
You’re not mine but I want to keep you.
Don’t want you to leave. Please, don’t go home.
That night is young, we still have time.
What was that world I was dreaming of? 