Falling stars

 How do I believe you are not far?

That when I call you

You would come running

With the winds and clouds

I want to believe in prayers

That they go beyond the skies

And listen to me saying

To let me see you again somehow

I want to believe in hope

That thin line between

Hanging on and falling

Hoping you remember how I sound

I also want to believe in fate

Which keeps turning around

That it will leave me clues 

Which I will pick up and reach you

And when nothing works out

I will lay awake all night

And wish to the falling stars

Knowing that it is nothing

But dust falling to the ground

I will still wish to them

To remind you

Of the love you left behind