I looked at the night sky and accidentally saw a shooting star,
I started wishing…
The next day, I looked up again and saw another,
I started believing…
It was the same for the next day,
I started smiling…
The day after that, the shooting star arrived late,
I learned how to wait…
Then the stars starts twinkling prettier when the shooting star fell,
I learned how to love…
Seeing the shooting star…
Made me… happy
The next day, i didn’t saw any shooting star…
Another day, still, nothing arrived…
On the next day, still none..
And on the next day… and on the next… and on the next…
I’ve waited long, but the shooting star didn’t appear…
The shooting star made me better…
But why does it have to go without me knowing?
I looked up again,
It arrived so sudden, I loved it so sudden that I forgot that someday, one day, it will be gone…
I should have not make myself comfortable with it,
That way, when it’s time for it to go, it’s not painful for me…
There’ll be less pain…
Unlike now…
It, somehow, made me think something’s missing…
No explanation needed.
Thinking how hard it is is totally different from experiencing it…
That shooting star… where is…
I’m still looking up…
still looking for that shooting star…
still…
Verlified 