I'm wishing on a shooting star,
Wishing it could take us far,
Wishing we could only be,
Us. You, and me.
You're wishing on a shooting star,
Wishing it could be less hard,
Wishing it was easy,
Us. You, and me.
We are wishing on the shooting stars,
Watching them fly from afar,
Knowing this is all we see,
Us. You, and me.
YOU ARE READING
Poured Out on Paper
PoetryCAUTION: This is a collection of my deepest thoughts and feelings. Half of it will NOT make sense to you. Handle with care, because this is my entire heart.... *Poured Out on Paper.*
