Do you remember still the falling stars
that like swift horses through the heavens raced and suddenly leaped across the hurdles of our wishes -- do you recall?
For there were countless numbers of stars: each time we looked above we were astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,
while in our hearts we felt safe and secure
watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,
knowing somehow we had survived their fall.
I miss you. I miss us. I miss the togetherness we had. I hope you won't take too long to realize we belong together and come back to me.
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