“Star don’t cry...” you said
Do you remember how you would come to see me, even though
you’re actually tired after working all day long. How we would talk sitting
beside each other on the brown chairs of my house, ignoring the pointed look of
my mom?
Yeaah... we did, countless how many times. And we’re both
equally enjoy the moment when we are together. At least I was so.
When I saw the way you always looked at me, I feel being
loved. What a best feeling I’ve ever felt. I always looked best in your eyes.
You remember how you walked away and I never called you
back?
You never knew I called a thousand times.
You were right. Stars don’t cry. But fallen stars do.
