If all the stars in the universe coalesced,
Would they make a giant shooting star?
and would it rain on us?
would it rain it's wrath down because we - didn't dream enough?
                                                                ­               didn't wish enough?
                     Or would it be because we wished for way too much?

She's often in the dark, especially at night
But never has she seen a shooting star.
She sings her song every night
In hopes that one day she might.
        "I’ve never seen a shooting star.
          If I did, I would have wished
          for the wish I wish every night.
          That I wish I may I wish I might
          make a wish to see the light!"

i'll never forget the universe i saw in your eyes,
the look which sparked a flame inside of me,
a flame that no else could spark up,
not even with a million tries.

you will always mean the world to me,
my love for you,
will always be a secret held by the sea,
because i've stopped leaving clues.

even so;

don't you dare forget the nights we've spent,
i'm craving for your scent,
i'm still addicted to your smile,
but your number is something i've lost the courage to dial.

used to get drunk with you,
now i get drunk on you,
tried to escape you by getting intoxicated,
but missing you became ten times worse and i guess it's fated.

it's my fate; for everyone will eventually leave me,
for everyone will eventually get tired of me,
for i am not worthy enough and only loneliness will be there for me.


"you are my shooting star wish", he said.
was i really?
maybe we've completely misunderstood what shooting stars are.
maybe shooting stars are just the cigarettes angels throw away before god could catch them smoking.

i'm starting to think that's what i really was.
maybe i am your shooting star.
maybe i was just a cigarette that you were done smoking so you threw me away before you caught on fire.

Beneath the moonlight,
gently my pain
I detach
putting it in the dark sky
spreading it throughout
replacing the stars,
one by one
until my pain
is the only thing that shines
and the shimmers tickle
my weary eyes.

So then in relief, sighs
My pain has become my starlight
and the shooting star
of other's grieving heart.

-**qyf

The worst nightmare of a Star is
to fall from the sky
and
dissolve over the horizon.

As it lingers across the sea.
Are we staring at the same shooting star?
Do you feel the very same wind that blew upon my face.
How about the rain that started to fall?
Or maybe only in my mind...

Always on my mind...