"Who did you ask?"

I look back into the shadows but he's already gone

But it doesn't matter, he's already won

The conversation is over and done

"Will you come with me?"

My heart already has a shield

My pulse will not yield

"Probably."

And then it's over like a breeze

Could have I wished time to freeze?

They start naming with faces everyone recognizes

Silly me think they could have guessed

Behind this shimmering facade is a cracked girl

And he is cracked too, his scars in different areas

But scars all the same.

Sparkle is actually 20% light 80% darkness

So it makes more sense that I spend my time in the absence of light

Instead of those "stars" everyone finds desirable

Which are in facts burning balls of gas

I rather not be burned by such hot headed egos

You'll never guess his name

Because he is the undiscovered gem

Unpolished, disguised among the darkness

Of outer space where everything becomes insignificant

Hardened by the realities and pressures of life

And I will hold his hand