Can we rewrite the stars
when she was asked her favorite things about him she said his breath it scent, how the hair on her nape stands on edge when he is near, the butterflies in her stomach no matter how many times in a day she sees him, the thumping of her heart when he is around and his soothing voice each time he speaks.
And him his favorite things about her will always be her smile it like the Sunshine after a long cloudy day it brightens his whole world and her lips it taste, like cotton candy, addictive never enough.
Theirs was a love that was fated never to be
Can they rewrite the stars?
comy · Urban