You made me feel like a star.
Little did I know.
I was a falling star.
A star that had died a million years ago.
A star that is now falling 71 kmps.
Waiting for someone to believe I could grant their wish.
And there you are.
You wished for something beautiful .
Something the universe never had before.
The star that heard your wish was me.
That dead star.
I'm sorry if I gave you a disappointment.
I wasn't perfect .
I wasn't beautiful .
I'm just me.
Dead.
