The moon is melting onto my umbrella.
I am looking for my Cinderella.
I am on a search to find my happily ever.
The strings holding my heart can't hold forever.

I terribly miss the girl in my dreams that sewed my seems.
I desperately need my whoever to complete my forever.

I see you.
My fallen star in the dark.
You lie on the ground, not making a sound.
You've died.
My rising star going far.
You fly in the sky, and wave goodbye.

Charlotte Chicago, do not cry, because you cannot die.
To the torture, you will never have to fly.
Charlotte Chicago, I have failed, so I give my life to you.
If you ever need me, look at the melting moon.

I'm your whoever who never gave up on forever.