The truth is, I'm not worth it. I fall too fast and too hard and it's going to be end of me someday. And so many times, I've thrown myself into something with attached feelings for another but it isn't like that anymore. But I'm still falling too fast and too hard, and I know you can't catch up. Because how could you? When you are the entire fucking universe and I'm a damn comet flying through the sky, burning myself out with every inch I tear through the folds of who you are. Because it's amazing and it's beautiful, and I'm on fire and I don't care. Because even if you can't catch up, even if I am nothing but ga burnt out rock in the end, it is worth it to fall for you.
In a heartbeat, I would do it again and hope you wish on this shooting star.
— A
