So I wished upon the star in your heart to give me my 3rd second chance, to redeem myself for the umpteenth time, maybe, maybe, I am a glutton for bad decisions that leave your eyes flooded with tears, maybe I'm difficult to love that I push you away to the arms of those who would pleasure in our fall so I weep to the heavens to lead you home, just this one time, I hail to the gods to send you my way, though it may be the last time but I, but I,  I stutter at the mention of your name haunted by the cracks I left in your soul.