Chasing A Star

Every one has had their chasing the star moment
You, me, maybe god who knows?
Some people call it hope
Some people call it prayer
Some people call it faith
And some people call it love

I believed in love once
Long long time ago
Actually a month
But time is relative
When you're a star chaser

Its hard not to be
Im sure you have tried it once in your life
Look up
Gaze
Wondered
Wished
Hoped

I was wondering if she was looking up at that very same star
Wondering the same things
Wishing for the same things…

Probably not
Because that glimmer of hope
Is nothing but a hollow echo
Of something that has been long gone
Probably dead

Still people can't help but hope
And I'm sure I will find the strength to some day
But for now
I'm happy with reality
Resigned actually
To the fact that hope is also but a hollow shell

They're pretty things however
Stars
But just like a faded picture of you
Brings back a flood of memories
They are but just that
Pretty things to look at

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