He remembers how much she cried that day he told her he was leaving.
Remembers how much he loved her, missed her, and didn’t want to hurt her.
He too had fallen in love, but is upset that she is no longer alive.
A tear strolls down his cheek, wish he could see her that one day.
That night he sees a shooting star, for some reason he calls out her name.
He goes inside to pray. He has missed her every second that she’s been away.
She has never been out of his mind since that day they met.
It was fate to which this was lead. Fate was her timeless end. His leaving, was her death.
One night as he slept, a dream crept.
He dram of her beautiful face, she said I miss you too, I’m very sorry. I just thought you didn’t love me. Look into the stars and tell me what you see. If you see my appearance, it means I’m with you. any time you miss me so, look up. I too am missing you.
