Rewrite the Stars by Nicholas Stephens

You were my happy times and now you're gone You were my bed of roses that slowly faded to thorns You were my one & only, my do or die, the Alfred to my Oscar Wilde, Every night with you, was always one less lonely night. I fell in love with your flowers of spring and now winter has arrived, A love built on quicksand, was bound to end with goodbyes. "I wish we could've last forever, but forever never got a chance, And I wish we could dance the night away, but there had to be a final dance." The curtains are shut and our romance remains forbidden, Our days together were numbered and the words of our lives were already written. And now I've ran out shooting stars to grant my wishes, So now threads hold my heart cause its all full of stitches.

-Nicholas Stephens