"Is this the end of all the endings?
My broken bones are mending
With all these nights we're spending
Up on the roof with a school girl crush
Drinking beer out of plastic cups
Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff
Baby, all at once, this is enough

And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa"

-Taylor Swift, King Of My Heart

Scattered cracks like pebbles in a flowing stream,
mending my broken bones with porcelain,
skin kissed by a gentle gleam,
in the hall of my disciplined rivals and endless duels fortified,
13 bones out of 206 you fixed and rest aside,
like chandeliers raised towards the starry night.