You once told me how great the sky is.
I remember you mentioning how each star brings such a wonderful bliss.
I wonder when you'll see me shining brighter than them?
When will you notice how much i'm trying to stand out?
I badly wanted to be a shooting star that'll make your eyes shimmer with glee as you see me pass by while you make a wish but at the same time I want you to wish for me.

But all these are just my hallucinations because I know for a fact that you're too far for me to reach yet you're already bright enough for me to see.