I saw a shooting star tonight and wished for you; never thinking it could possibly come true.
Still I sit here utterly drawn towards you.

Words of gossip drift to my ears, all of which draw a single tear.
Yet, thoughts of you still linger near.

I fall apart inside because I bury it deep. I cry inside and beg to weep.
And even then hope for you my heart still keeps.

I want it all. I want it more. To see you walk through my bedroom door;
To knock my solitude to the bedroom floor.

I know that I may never gain the heart I call to stay and remain,
By my side and whole again.

I wish. I wish for you to come, through my breaking walls undone.
The obstructions to my soul are gone.

I pains me that you barely know, the man I am but rarely show.
It is I, I give to you to grow. (in knowing of me)

If you take me, one day or the next, I know I can be your very best.
For life is not read from a single text.

But for now I flounder here, drowning in my solitary tears.
I ache for the next time I may have you near.

Perhaps one day my wish will come true, because it is you I ache for through and through.
Yet what comes to pass is entirely up to you.

Utterly inspired by that green shooting star…