Personal Literature

Shooting Stars

Look at the skies above

Don’t you remember when we’re staying all night long counting stars and waiting for Lyrids?

Where we against all the impossible, and here we are now

Sing a song together of envious, without knowing there may be miracles awaiting

‘Till the grave we meet’ you said

Someday, all secret will reveal, no matter what they say

The exact thing through our eyes,

a possibility of forevermore

Have you found what you’re looking for ?

I’m still here counting stars, till our way back home

I’m still linger for you


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