"Ur last wish??"

"Sarah, u know he always used to tell me that someday someone will look at me the way I look at stars. I never knew that that someone wasn't him, It was just me imagining it to be him." Tears escaped from my eyes and set themselves free down my cheeks.

"Sarah, I throw my wishes into the night and wait for the stars to catch them. I wonder was my last wish also catched by some star to make it true?"

"Its funny, isn't it..I wonder how many meanings people give to shooting stars- a wish, a warning, a promise , a confession. I wonder why we do this, why do shooting stars have to be anything other than an innocent phenomena? Were they, like me, hopelessly addicted to almosts and maybes??"

"Why, sarah, why, we fall too fast and crash too hard like shooting stars in a galaxy of broken hearts, why??"

My words made no sense. i was going through mixed emotions. One moment, I was crying and the other I was wondering. "I am destroyed!"

She hugged me, calmed my chaotic heart, chaotic soul and said, "No u aren't destroyed, baby. For a star to be born, there is something that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse. You collapsed. You crumbled. This is not your destruction, darling, this is your birth!"

"The universe is in your bones, the stars in your soul; its never really the end, Sam!"

"You are not the part of universe! The universe is a part of you and no soul hace this power to destroy the universe you carry in your bones. Remember this, my girl."

Her words created marks on my heart. This time, they were not scars, they were the symbol of power, of rage trapped inside my body.

"Well, what was your last wish, Sam"
She said interrupting my thoughts.

"Tomorrow, there will be the meteor shower. On this day, He and I promised each other to see it together and pray for the person we love thr most. The shooting stars would have been the proof of our wish."

"So, It tomorrow! Will u go Sam?"

-DIYA🖤

(TO BE CONTD. STAY TUNED🕸️)



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