The Shooting Star

Losing someone feels so much like death.

It could be very sudden that took you off-guard; or gradually – that left you awake at nights, tracing your days one by one, and trying to figure out where you first drop it.

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I still remember the day we celebrated a very special day.

You are my shooting star, she said. And then she leaned in and kissed me.

Little did I know that our love was, in fact, a shooting star.

It shined so bright and beautiful at one moment,

And gone in seconds.

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