Post by zaratan on Mar 3, 2006 14:36:52 GMT -5
Matt comes back onto the stage, panting profusely, but grinning the whole time. “I think I lost him for now.”
Jason just grins, knowing it won’t last long. “Thousands of entries, boiled down to one final pick. What makes it the best, only the reader could say. Every writer strives to provide the very best of themselves, always wondering if people would appreciate their efforts. Well, these writers had a lot of people who appreciated what they gave to the world.”
“These are the best of the best, as voted by you, the viewers… readers… whatever. To present our final award, for the Best Story Overall… Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable!”
Kim and Ron walk out, hand in hand. Ron is wearing a full tux, while Kim’s red gown seems to almost shimmer. They smile broadly as they look out over the audience.
“It’s so unbelievable, the amount of support here today. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone!”
“KP, everyone here is a winner, simply because they help to keep it alive in their own hearts.”
“For all those who took the time to write, or even just to read, we thank you greatly!”
“And now, it’s time to present the award for the Best Story Overall, out of the thousands out there.”
“And the nominees are…”
Kim Possible : Mind, Body, and Soul, by Hobnob-rev…
“Oh, deny it all you want! But I can see it in your eyes. You know very well that I used her to get to you!” Kara giggled again, gasping at the burning pain from her right eye. “She is your weak point… a young, malleable weakness, Shego! I wonder how easy many of the villains from your Team Go days would find it to use her against you, even destroy you in many ways. Some day, soon, another will take my place and use her… even kill her, and make you watch! If you stay with her, Shego… you willbe the death of her!”
Shego continued to stare into Kara’s eyes, her emerald gaze cold. Inside, she swallowed back bile… because despite everything, Kara was right. Horribly right.
As the blade reached the edge of the outcrop, Kara grinned, a slight tic of desperation marring the smirk. “Shego, we both know you are not a murderer, that you refuse to kill… so you know what you have to do, no matter how much it goads you to do it!”
The green woman ducked as another lethal piece of walkway impacted close to where she crouched, and she hissed as a hot metal shard shot across the air between them, slashing her face. As she stared over the edge, Shego rose an eyebrow. Kara’s dagger blade now lay on the very edge of the granite outcrop, a white line scraped into the surface the signs of her gradual drop.
“Really? What do I have to do, Kara?”
The oriental woman grinned in insane triumph. “You are not a murderer. You were a hero once, and it seems you never truly stopped feeling that way… so, you have to save me! You can’t kill me like this!”
With a quiet scrape, the blade tip sprang free from the granite rock, plunging into the darkness with barely a whisper of disturbed air. Shego ignored it, staring dispassionately at the sight of Kara clutching onto a tiny outcrop of granite at the very edge. The knuckles of the assassins hand were white, and Kara swallowed in desperation as she felt her fingers begin to lose their purchase, her body swinging in the cool air of the dark cavern below.
“You have to save me! It’s what Kimmie, your Princess would want! What being a hero is!”
Face as cold as stone, Shego ducked another falling piece of sharp metal and gazed into Kara’s gloating eyes. As the walkway that lead up from the outcrop to the corridor leading back into he lab, groaned in sudden metal distress, the thief slid to her feet, never breaking eye contact.
“Kara, I was never a hero and I never will be, Those shoes are mine, betch.…” Shego watched her hand scrabble, then slip on the damp stone. “And though I won’t kill you, no matter how much you funking deserve it…” Shego gazed down at Kara with hatred. “That doesn’t mean I have to save you!”
With that, the green woman, stood, turned, and ran for the groaning metal stairs without a single glance backwards, leaving Kara to her fate.
The Jade leader stared in disbelief at the empty space above her and her voice rose in pitch, a mix of anger, terror and hatred.
“Shego! Shego come back! You can’t leave me to die! How dare you! How dare you! I am the great Kara Fang, leader of the Blood Jade! My name makes people tremble in the safety of their homes! I have brought down some of the most powerful people on the planet! Killed hundreds! You can’t leave me here to die!” Her body shook with rage, impotent and helpless. “darn you Shego! darn you! How dare you give me no respect as an adversary! I demand you help me! Save me… I demand you save me, Shego! Shego!”
Unable to hold on any longer, Kara’s fingers slid from the stone, and the Jade leader hung in mid air for just a second before her broken body plummeted into the darkness, falling towards the destroyed reactor. As she fell away from the outcrop, she caught one final glimpse of the woman she hated with every fibre of her being, climbing the collapsing stairway as fast as she could. Her eyes burned with revenge and as she fell into darkness, her final scream echoing around the empty cavern.
“SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Shego Rocks! By David Clark Allan …
It would be only a few moments now. The Queen's tiara still lay there on the table, without an owner. Kim's heart began to beat faster.
Mr. Barkin stepped up to the microphone again. He had in his hand the envelope with the name of the Homecoming Queen. He opened the envelope, and prepared to read the results.
"Oh, please, let it be Kim," Ron pleaded, under his breath. "Let it be Kim. Not Bonnie. Kim . . . Kim . . . Kim . . . oh, please!"
Rufus, waving a tiny pennant, jumped up and down on Ron's knee, chanting, "Kim! Kim! Kim!"
Monique held her breath, silent. She placed her hands over her face, peering between her fingers.
Kim sat, her heart pounding hard, suddenly terrified at the thought of Bonnie having that slow dance, the kiss, and the whole evening--with Josh. At the same time, the prospect of Kim having Josh all to herself for an entire night made her want to cry for joy. The suspense gnawed at her, and she felt as though her whole insides would burst. She looked over to Bonnie, who tried her best to keep her composure. But Kim could tell that Bonnie, too, was in agony from the suspense. It was impossible for them to make eye contact.
In what seemed like years to Kim, Mr. Barkin pulled the paper from the envelope. He unfolded it, and prepared to read the name.
Then, suddenly, Mr. Barkin stopped and stared at the paper. With a puzzled expression upon his face, he turned to some of the members of the faculty behind him. He whispered something to them, showing them the paper. Three of the faculty examined it, and they seemed to nod affirmatively at whatever it was Mr. Barkin was asking.
Kim's heart skipped a beat. What could have been wrong? Could she have been disqualified? Did something happen to Bonnie? What? What? What? Kim pleaded, in her mind.
Mr. Barkin returned to the microphone. "Uh, people . . . we have a historic decision here. For the first time ever, a write-in candidate has won the Homecoming Queen election. And that candidate is . . . Shego!"
The crowd in the gymnasium went wild, and in unison, the student body leaped to its feet. Whistles, cheers, and mad applause rocked the building. The students began chanting, "Shego rocks! Shego rocks!"
Kim, Ron, Rufus, Monique, and Bonnie just sat there, stunned, for five whole minutes.
Finally, Bonnie jumped up, and she burned with rage. "It's--it's not fair!" She threw her arms down, clenched her fists, and whipped around to bellow at Kim and her friends. "It's not fair!"
Kim was so lost in her own emotions, she never even heard Bonnie. Kim slowly bowed over, looked down, and pounded her fists into her forehead, stifling a scream. How could this happen?
The decision appeared to have caught Shego off-guard, as well. She looked up suddenly, as if she were awakened from slumber. She smiled sheepishly and waved, not sure what to do next, until Josh climbed the bleachers to her and offered his hand to escort her to the platform. Amid the deafening applause, she stood up slowly and walked down the steps, ever so gracefully, gripping the arm of her escort.
Tears rimmed Kim's eyes as she watched. She couldn't help but think that it could have been her on Josh's arm. By this time, Bonnie had thrown a tantrum and run out of the gym. Kim, however, decided to brave it out, even though her heart was now broken in pieces. Ron scarcely knew how to react, or what to say to Kim, for he had never seen his friend hurt so deeply. He thought it best to stay silent, but he gave Kim a gentle tap on the knee to let her know he was still with her.
Shego soon made it to the platform. She smiled gently as Josh received the tiara from Mr. Barkin and placed it upon her head. Then Josh and Shego turned, and arm-in-arm, and faced the bleachers. The crowd roared loudly. The sound reminded Kim and Ron of when the Mad Dogs upset Upperton High at the buzzer at last year's regional basketball semifinals.
Kim, overwhelmed, put her hands to her face and fell over into her lap. And tears began to escape from between her fingers.
The Lotus Bloom, by CaptainKodak1 and Rich Sirois…
The two teen heroes were back-to-back watching as the drones moved closer and closer. Kim felt the warmth of Ron’s back. She thought of the fight in the dungeon. A smile crossed her face as her green eyes took on a bluish tinge.
Ron took a step back and felt Kim behind him. Her hair brushed his neck. It was one of the things Ron loved the most about Kim, her wonderful hair. He felt her settle herself against his back, then felt the force that they had activated in the dungeon. He extended his arm and called for the Lotus Blade in his mind.
Gill had climbed a maintenance scaffold on the edge of the atrium. He did not plan to miss one blow or cut on the squeeb or the girl. He was going to enjoy this.
The drone troopers continued their advance for the moment only to stop. The two teens surrounded themselves in a pale blue light that gained in intensity. Soon Gill had to shield his eyes from the brightness of the glare, what he saw in the glare of the light sent a chill through him.
Kim extended her arm as her necklace dissolved into the now familiar liquid. It ran down her arm and formed the short blade that she had used only once, but felt like it had been there since birth. She again felt the power of their bond flow through her. Ron’s love and trust filled her heart. His knowledge completed the link and she readied herself.
The Lotus Blade formed in Ron’s hand. He felt Kim’s love and power flow through him and join with him. His body seemed to move as Kim moved. The knowledge of 16 styles of kung fu filled his muscles. He settled down and smiled at the oncoming drones.
“What do you say KP?” he asked aloud.
“After you Ginsu-boy.”
“And the winning story of 2006… Shego Rocks!, by David Clark Allan!”
David rises quickly, surprise evident as he makes his way to the podium. A brief hug to Ron, and a quick kiss on the cheek for Kim, and David stands triumphantly at the podium.
“I’m so surprised to receive this award! I’ve been delighted just be a part of this. It was a crowded field, and there are so many great stories out there. Everyone should try to read as many as possible, because they’re a real treat.”
“Of course I have to thank the people who nominated and voted for me. I feel touched by your support. I also want to thank again the people who helped me along during the writing of Shego Rocks! I listed them on my pages and I’ll mention them again now. To my wife Marilyn, to whom the story is dedicated, and to my daughter who never could get enough of my telling the story aloud to her. To the many people in the Kim Possible forums, who helped provide me with info, including Filkifan and Ashley. To my beta readers Brita, Shelby, Kasmi, Scheherezad, Intodust, Skylar Felton, and Sancti. And special thanks to my illustrators Manon Yapari and Levelord, whose magnificent drawings have really brought the story to life at shegorocks dot com.”
“I usually don’t write my stories from beginning to end. Usually I will write something in the middle, and continue to write things at various points in the story until I have a patchwork of parts. After that, I’ll stitch the parts together to form the whole story. When I began writing Shego Rocks!, I wondered what it would be like if Kim and Bonnie were to compete for a homecoming queen title, the prize being a date with Josh Mankey. I also envisioned great anticipation from Kim, but her hopes being dashed when Shego, disguised as a Middleton High student, shocked everyone by winning the homecoming crown in a huge upset. When I first wrote this in December 2003, I didn’t even know what Josh Mankey looked like!”
“So, in conclusion, thank you again so much!”
David descends quickly, raising the award above his head before returning to his seat and kissing his wife.
Jason smiles broadly, his arms held open wide. “It is always great to see the impact a story can have, even without our knowing it. And now, for our final performer of the night, please welcome Michelle Branch, with Goodbye to You!”
Of all the things
I've believed in
I just want to
Get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days
That pass me by
I've been searching
Deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing
Are starting to get old
It feels like
I'm starting all over again
The last three years
Were just pretend
And I said
"Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to"
I used to get lost in your eyes
And it seems that
I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and
You chase my thoughts away
To a place where
I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
And it hurts to want everything
And nothing at the same time
I want what's yours
And I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
Jason just grins, knowing it won’t last long. “Thousands of entries, boiled down to one final pick. What makes it the best, only the reader could say. Every writer strives to provide the very best of themselves, always wondering if people would appreciate their efforts. Well, these writers had a lot of people who appreciated what they gave to the world.”
“These are the best of the best, as voted by you, the viewers… readers… whatever. To present our final award, for the Best Story Overall… Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable!”
Kim and Ron walk out, hand in hand. Ron is wearing a full tux, while Kim’s red gown seems to almost shimmer. They smile broadly as they look out over the audience.
“It’s so unbelievable, the amount of support here today. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone!”
“KP, everyone here is a winner, simply because they help to keep it alive in their own hearts.”
“For all those who took the time to write, or even just to read, we thank you greatly!”
“And now, it’s time to present the award for the Best Story Overall, out of the thousands out there.”
“And the nominees are…”
Kim Possible : Mind, Body, and Soul, by Hobnob-rev…
“Oh, deny it all you want! But I can see it in your eyes. You know very well that I used her to get to you!” Kara giggled again, gasping at the burning pain from her right eye. “She is your weak point… a young, malleable weakness, Shego! I wonder how easy many of the villains from your Team Go days would find it to use her against you, even destroy you in many ways. Some day, soon, another will take my place and use her… even kill her, and make you watch! If you stay with her, Shego… you willbe the death of her!”
Shego continued to stare into Kara’s eyes, her emerald gaze cold. Inside, she swallowed back bile… because despite everything, Kara was right. Horribly right.
As the blade reached the edge of the outcrop, Kara grinned, a slight tic of desperation marring the smirk. “Shego, we both know you are not a murderer, that you refuse to kill… so you know what you have to do, no matter how much it goads you to do it!”
The green woman ducked as another lethal piece of walkway impacted close to where she crouched, and she hissed as a hot metal shard shot across the air between them, slashing her face. As she stared over the edge, Shego rose an eyebrow. Kara’s dagger blade now lay on the very edge of the granite outcrop, a white line scraped into the surface the signs of her gradual drop.
“Really? What do I have to do, Kara?”
The oriental woman grinned in insane triumph. “You are not a murderer. You were a hero once, and it seems you never truly stopped feeling that way… so, you have to save me! You can’t kill me like this!”
With a quiet scrape, the blade tip sprang free from the granite rock, plunging into the darkness with barely a whisper of disturbed air. Shego ignored it, staring dispassionately at the sight of Kara clutching onto a tiny outcrop of granite at the very edge. The knuckles of the assassins hand were white, and Kara swallowed in desperation as she felt her fingers begin to lose their purchase, her body swinging in the cool air of the dark cavern below.
“You have to save me! It’s what Kimmie, your Princess would want! What being a hero is!”
Face as cold as stone, Shego ducked another falling piece of sharp metal and gazed into Kara’s gloating eyes. As the walkway that lead up from the outcrop to the corridor leading back into he lab, groaned in sudden metal distress, the thief slid to her feet, never breaking eye contact.
“Kara, I was never a hero and I never will be, Those shoes are mine, betch.…” Shego watched her hand scrabble, then slip on the damp stone. “And though I won’t kill you, no matter how much you funking deserve it…” Shego gazed down at Kara with hatred. “That doesn’t mean I have to save you!”
With that, the green woman, stood, turned, and ran for the groaning metal stairs without a single glance backwards, leaving Kara to her fate.
The Jade leader stared in disbelief at the empty space above her and her voice rose in pitch, a mix of anger, terror and hatred.
“Shego! Shego come back! You can’t leave me to die! How dare you! How dare you! I am the great Kara Fang, leader of the Blood Jade! My name makes people tremble in the safety of their homes! I have brought down some of the most powerful people on the planet! Killed hundreds! You can’t leave me here to die!” Her body shook with rage, impotent and helpless. “darn you Shego! darn you! How dare you give me no respect as an adversary! I demand you help me! Save me… I demand you save me, Shego! Shego!”
Unable to hold on any longer, Kara’s fingers slid from the stone, and the Jade leader hung in mid air for just a second before her broken body plummeted into the darkness, falling towards the destroyed reactor. As she fell away from the outcrop, she caught one final glimpse of the woman she hated with every fibre of her being, climbing the collapsing stairway as fast as she could. Her eyes burned with revenge and as she fell into darkness, her final scream echoing around the empty cavern.
“SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Shego Rocks! By David Clark Allan …
It would be only a few moments now. The Queen's tiara still lay there on the table, without an owner. Kim's heart began to beat faster.
Mr. Barkin stepped up to the microphone again. He had in his hand the envelope with the name of the Homecoming Queen. He opened the envelope, and prepared to read the results.
"Oh, please, let it be Kim," Ron pleaded, under his breath. "Let it be Kim. Not Bonnie. Kim . . . Kim . . . Kim . . . oh, please!"
Rufus, waving a tiny pennant, jumped up and down on Ron's knee, chanting, "Kim! Kim! Kim!"
Monique held her breath, silent. She placed her hands over her face, peering between her fingers.
Kim sat, her heart pounding hard, suddenly terrified at the thought of Bonnie having that slow dance, the kiss, and the whole evening--with Josh. At the same time, the prospect of Kim having Josh all to herself for an entire night made her want to cry for joy. The suspense gnawed at her, and she felt as though her whole insides would burst. She looked over to Bonnie, who tried her best to keep her composure. But Kim could tell that Bonnie, too, was in agony from the suspense. It was impossible for them to make eye contact.
In what seemed like years to Kim, Mr. Barkin pulled the paper from the envelope. He unfolded it, and prepared to read the name.
Then, suddenly, Mr. Barkin stopped and stared at the paper. With a puzzled expression upon his face, he turned to some of the members of the faculty behind him. He whispered something to them, showing them the paper. Three of the faculty examined it, and they seemed to nod affirmatively at whatever it was Mr. Barkin was asking.
Kim's heart skipped a beat. What could have been wrong? Could she have been disqualified? Did something happen to Bonnie? What? What? What? Kim pleaded, in her mind.
Mr. Barkin returned to the microphone. "Uh, people . . . we have a historic decision here. For the first time ever, a write-in candidate has won the Homecoming Queen election. And that candidate is . . . Shego!"
The crowd in the gymnasium went wild, and in unison, the student body leaped to its feet. Whistles, cheers, and mad applause rocked the building. The students began chanting, "Shego rocks! Shego rocks!"
Kim, Ron, Rufus, Monique, and Bonnie just sat there, stunned, for five whole minutes.
Finally, Bonnie jumped up, and she burned with rage. "It's--it's not fair!" She threw her arms down, clenched her fists, and whipped around to bellow at Kim and her friends. "It's not fair!"
Kim was so lost in her own emotions, she never even heard Bonnie. Kim slowly bowed over, looked down, and pounded her fists into her forehead, stifling a scream. How could this happen?
The decision appeared to have caught Shego off-guard, as well. She looked up suddenly, as if she were awakened from slumber. She smiled sheepishly and waved, not sure what to do next, until Josh climbed the bleachers to her and offered his hand to escort her to the platform. Amid the deafening applause, she stood up slowly and walked down the steps, ever so gracefully, gripping the arm of her escort.
Tears rimmed Kim's eyes as she watched. She couldn't help but think that it could have been her on Josh's arm. By this time, Bonnie had thrown a tantrum and run out of the gym. Kim, however, decided to brave it out, even though her heart was now broken in pieces. Ron scarcely knew how to react, or what to say to Kim, for he had never seen his friend hurt so deeply. He thought it best to stay silent, but he gave Kim a gentle tap on the knee to let her know he was still with her.
Shego soon made it to the platform. She smiled gently as Josh received the tiara from Mr. Barkin and placed it upon her head. Then Josh and Shego turned, and arm-in-arm, and faced the bleachers. The crowd roared loudly. The sound reminded Kim and Ron of when the Mad Dogs upset Upperton High at the buzzer at last year's regional basketball semifinals.
Kim, overwhelmed, put her hands to her face and fell over into her lap. And tears began to escape from between her fingers.
The Lotus Bloom, by CaptainKodak1 and Rich Sirois…
The two teen heroes were back-to-back watching as the drones moved closer and closer. Kim felt the warmth of Ron’s back. She thought of the fight in the dungeon. A smile crossed her face as her green eyes took on a bluish tinge.
Ron took a step back and felt Kim behind him. Her hair brushed his neck. It was one of the things Ron loved the most about Kim, her wonderful hair. He felt her settle herself against his back, then felt the force that they had activated in the dungeon. He extended his arm and called for the Lotus Blade in his mind.
Gill had climbed a maintenance scaffold on the edge of the atrium. He did not plan to miss one blow or cut on the squeeb or the girl. He was going to enjoy this.
The drone troopers continued their advance for the moment only to stop. The two teens surrounded themselves in a pale blue light that gained in intensity. Soon Gill had to shield his eyes from the brightness of the glare, what he saw in the glare of the light sent a chill through him.
Kim extended her arm as her necklace dissolved into the now familiar liquid. It ran down her arm and formed the short blade that she had used only once, but felt like it had been there since birth. She again felt the power of their bond flow through her. Ron’s love and trust filled her heart. His knowledge completed the link and she readied herself.
The Lotus Blade formed in Ron’s hand. He felt Kim’s love and power flow through him and join with him. His body seemed to move as Kim moved. The knowledge of 16 styles of kung fu filled his muscles. He settled down and smiled at the oncoming drones.
“What do you say KP?” he asked aloud.
“After you Ginsu-boy.”
“And the winning story of 2006… Shego Rocks!, by David Clark Allan!”
David rises quickly, surprise evident as he makes his way to the podium. A brief hug to Ron, and a quick kiss on the cheek for Kim, and David stands triumphantly at the podium.
“I’m so surprised to receive this award! I’ve been delighted just be a part of this. It was a crowded field, and there are so many great stories out there. Everyone should try to read as many as possible, because they’re a real treat.”
“Of course I have to thank the people who nominated and voted for me. I feel touched by your support. I also want to thank again the people who helped me along during the writing of Shego Rocks! I listed them on my pages and I’ll mention them again now. To my wife Marilyn, to whom the story is dedicated, and to my daughter who never could get enough of my telling the story aloud to her. To the many people in the Kim Possible forums, who helped provide me with info, including Filkifan and Ashley. To my beta readers Brita, Shelby, Kasmi, Scheherezad, Intodust, Skylar Felton, and Sancti. And special thanks to my illustrators Manon Yapari and Levelord, whose magnificent drawings have really brought the story to life at shegorocks dot com.”
“I usually don’t write my stories from beginning to end. Usually I will write something in the middle, and continue to write things at various points in the story until I have a patchwork of parts. After that, I’ll stitch the parts together to form the whole story. When I began writing Shego Rocks!, I wondered what it would be like if Kim and Bonnie were to compete for a homecoming queen title, the prize being a date with Josh Mankey. I also envisioned great anticipation from Kim, but her hopes being dashed when Shego, disguised as a Middleton High student, shocked everyone by winning the homecoming crown in a huge upset. When I first wrote this in December 2003, I didn’t even know what Josh Mankey looked like!”
“So, in conclusion, thank you again so much!”
David descends quickly, raising the award above his head before returning to his seat and kissing his wife.
Jason smiles broadly, his arms held open wide. “It is always great to see the impact a story can have, even without our knowing it. And now, for our final performer of the night, please welcome Michelle Branch, with Goodbye to You!”
Of all the things
I've believed in
I just want to
Get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days
That pass me by
I've been searching
Deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing
Are starting to get old
It feels like
I'm starting all over again
The last three years
Were just pretend
And I said
"Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to"
I used to get lost in your eyes
And it seems that
I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and
You chase my thoughts away
To a place where
I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
And it hurts to want everything
And nothing at the same time
I want what's yours
And I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything
I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
The one thing that
I tried to hold on to
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
