My Shooting Star

As I stare at the sky,
I see a shooting star.
I think of you
And all that we could be.

I made a wish
Upon that shooting star,
Hoping you would love me
The way that I love you.

When I looked into your eyes
I knew it was true;
I loved you,
And I thought you loved me too.

Since then you found a girl;
I wish that I was her,
But I am not,
And I won't stop wishing for you.

Day after day,
I wish you would hold me tight.
Kiss me with your soft gentle lips,
And say that you love me.

But every time I see you,
You're holding on to her;
You're kissing her so gently,
And saying you love her.

I love you more than words could say;
I wish I could hold you night and day.
I'll love you always and forever,
Even if you don't love me.