What Does It Mean?

Dark Pasts

        I sat there lonely, as I stared at the stars, other's blood on my hands. 

        Just praying that one day that there would be a Band,

of people who would try to save me, who would try to love me.

        But instead I met the person who I was suppose to be,

the rest of my life with, forever and ever.

        But it only made me sadder and sadder..

        I knew I couldn't save him, from the thing I had become.

Blood stained fingers, hate in my heart and then some. 

Living my life as if I was some sort of bum.

     He is my life, and he has won.

My heart, my soul, my mind, and my love.

        And all the stars that I can count above. 

That time when you're little you try to count them but fail,

well he's counted them, and I will prevail.

        There are thousands, millions of people up in the skies, the ones who save, the ones who protect.

        But he's my star from heaven, that I can connect.

I may have a Dark Past, but he doesn't care.

        He says that it will now also be his burden to bare.

Though I cannot see him, though we cannot meet.

        He is everything that I wanted to be.

        My love, My life, My sin, My star.

        Oh, I do know who you are.

        My dark pasts light, it's candle so bright. 

        You are the one who saved me, that night.