The shooting stars made me feel at home.
Your head rested on my body.
My heart beating faster than ever before.
Like a pounding drum.
Your warmth and my heat.
That was long ago.
It wasn’t so long ago really.
It feels like a lifetime ago.
I miss you.
Tonight, I’ll sit and stare at stars.
Even if the clouds come.
I’ll hope and dream.
I’m lonely without you.
I’ll dream and hope that one day it’ll return.
I’ll wish on every shooting star.
I’ll wish for you.
That’s my hope now.
Turn off the moon and turn on the stars.
The stars that shoot.
The ones that I shall wish upon.
For the dream.