headlights stab me away

detours and stoplights.  fiction and cold mirrors. you are the luckiest candle i've ever lit and i'm a world away.  you are the brightest single star i wished on and i'm a little late.  it's so much more than superstitious but i'll keep astrology on hold for myself and if i never find my way back to your side i would be more than lost without it.  i would be less than this without you.