You were my first shooting star
and now every time I see one
I think of what we could have had.
You were my first shooting star,
and now I can’t look up at the night sky
without crying my eyes out
because I can’t not think about how much I miss you
you were my first shooting star,
and now every time I see something shoot across the sky
even if it’s just an airplane,
I can’t help but to say your name.
You were my first shooting star,
I’m never going to be able to forget you
I’m never going to be able to give you up.
You were my first shooting star,
and I can’t help comparing the beauty
to that ball of fire shooting across the sky
to the intricate beauty that is you.
You were my first shooting star
and just like that star
you and I are like opposing fire and ice,
coexisting in the same space
you were my first shooting star,
I will never stop loving you.
About the Creator
Leigh Schilling
My name is Leigh
I am a conundrum
I write to understand




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