We wish upon
dandelions,
those that are
gone with the wind.
We wish upon
shooting stars,
those that burn
as they fall.
You still don't get it?
Our wishes are just
as fleeting.-
I wonder,
that somewhere in the
parallel universe...
You might have built
a paradise for all those
shooting stars that once fell
for your wishes to
come true.-
Some are meant
To only lit your world,
Make you believe
And leave.
Like shooting stars.
-
We sat gazing stars, our favorite pastime.
"Only a broken soul knows and fixes other broken"
I sighed.
"Maybe that's why falling stars are said to fulfil wishes"
He replied.
-
Find me where the dawn breaks,
For I shall be busy collecting broken stars,
And your wishes!-
Did I tell you that
last night
I spoke to the moon,
while the stars were witness
to our conversations?
Oh the stars were envying us!
Seems stars talk to each other and
moon just waits for
people like us to befriend.
Maybe, moon too wishes
everytime there is a shooting star,
so that someone from earth could
converse with it.
-
Let's name our love
after the stars
who collided at crossroads
only to split,
to different directions.-