Happy endings, rainy Saturdays and other intangible things

Shooting stars.D-30

I like looking at the stars because they remind me of you.

Because we both know there's a lot of iron in our blood.

I know iron can only be created inside a star that blew up billions of years ago.

You know inside us there are the remains of a star explosion.

I love seeing shooting stars because they remind me of you appearing in my life.

Because you came so unexpectedly.

In the blink of an eye.

But I can still feel your comet's tail.

And you stayed by me, as a wish come true.