11-14/100 edits of precious unicorn
I know how it feels
to be the one who gets left behind,
but I want to know how do you feel,
to be the one who’s always leaving,
Do you think of me,
the way my mind is always looking for you?
I won’t ask when you’ll be back,
Just know that I’ll stand here,
waiting for you,
even if it means standing forever.
His wish was to be among the stars,
now he is standing among them,
and has become so far-reached from us.
Maybe one day when there’s a shooting star,
I’ll pray that you’ll be the brightest star,
shining in the far night sky,
Even though the distance will maim my heart.