Shooting Stars…

A star,

so far away,

burns out…

and then dies.


One chilly night,

There emits a shooting light,

from that star,

so far away.

Did that star,

so far away,

really matter?


Not so long ago,

it was love we shared…

pure, organic and unconditional.

That’s what we whispered,

as we lay so still;

and embraced tightly,

in the darkness of my room.



it burned out and died.


Seems so far away;

that unrequited love…

And neither tried  enough

to save..

that love.


Was it really…


Did it really matter?

Think I’ll sit outside for awhile…

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