Somewhere in the world, there is always at least one shooting star falling to earth. . . And one of those brightly lit freefalling balls of stardust holds the wish that you and I be together, I wonder if I found that star. . . and I could hold it in my hands. . . Would that wish come true? Some nights I tell you that I’m going to reach you in the higher world. . . but you already know I only make it one or two times. . . All the other times, it’s just an endless darkness. . . failing to get to you. . . until only sleep takes me over. . . Am I just trying endlessly to go against fate? Is it that I was so stupid for falling so in love with you? But, I could not help it. . . Or was my interpretation correct, that the universe said we have a deeper connection. . .? I don’t really know anymore. . . On my birthday, there was a rare eclipse that only happens once in almost...

