Shooting Star

You know how the saying goes right? "Reach for the moon, don't spend too much time gazing at the stars" Well, that's exactly what I did. I spent too much time gazing at the stars, wishing upon each and every shooting on that my price charming would show up sooner or later. When he did I was too far gone to even notice his stares, smile and secret attempts to get my attention but let me tell you, when he did that,that boy damn near saved my life. I'm so fucked up, how could anyone love someone so carless, destructive, forgotten, broken, damaged, unloved and scared?

Remember, the devil was once an angel before someone broke him.