Stars fall like the slient darkness of night. Moon lit paths made from a bitter sorrow. Done fighting fights that can never be won.

Every beautiful rose has thorns that cut deep. Feelings are like lost dreams you can't find. Forgetting memories made and sweet kisses.

Fairy tales lie not all endings are happy. It's just an other day with out you.Looking up at the split moons that's broken.

Watching loves rose die petal by petal.