She has always been admired by the sun; For the way she rises each time after she falls.But the way she sparkles and glows whenever she talks about the things she adores ; makes the moon and stars watch in envy…

I hope you meet someone who will hold your heart no matter how sad and bruised , just like the sky has forever held its stars ; bravely and unconditionally …

I sit every night and I observe the stars, I tell them all of my secrets and everything that pulls me down.I rest in their silence, in the way they never have to reply or judge my sorrows. They just listen and brighten my darkness…

I remember standing on the window at night,Waiting for my falling star ; so that I could make a wish or two.Only as I grew up did I realize that this has never been the way to make a wish comes true