Shooting Star

I open my palm and wish...like a
thousand wishes before for you to appear.
And like a shooting star you pass by me
before I can say the words I want you
to hear.
When I see a shooting star begin it's journey
I'm awed at how I feel. Seeing it
trail. I know not how long I can look
before it is gone.
I
feel
a
sad
longing
to
see
that
shooting
star
once
again.
♠ ♠ ♠
So inspired seeing so many stars able to see them clearly in night sky. Reminded me of when I was young. The beautiful twinkling of the lights in the night sky...take me back.
Edit - ahh it didn't trail the last sentence like it was suppose to why the hell not.