Memories are the only thing that paint the moonless sky tonight, for this time is ours. Finally we have settled in to collect the pieces of our broken hearts and sew them on to the nights velvet canvas. A patch work of red hues soon lighting our lonely minds, turning our shattered thoughts into stars so numerous that not even the most brilliant light could make them fade.

The darkness has become one with us now, wrapping its breezes around us like the forboding wings of a raven. Soft and subtle, but still sharp enough to remind us that we are still breathing.

So colour me beautiful, colour me forgotten, finish attaching whats left of my heart to yours. We are mending what counts, we are leaving all that matters. We are building our stair case to the stars.

And if you fall, I promise to pick up your pieces. And if you fall, I promise to stay with you. And if you fall, I will fall with you. And if you fall...

We will burn out like shooting stars.

And if you fall....

Just promise me you won't forget to breathe.