365, Prose, Writings

Falling star

I remember the time I gave you a little bit of my happiness, a happiness extracted from my own soul, just to see you make it thru. You were always sad then. And I know what sadness can do to people, how it could destroy them from the inside out, so I gave you a little bit of me, a little bit of my soul, a little bit of my light.

I forgot to tell you that those little bits are all that I have, that I am a falling star living on a little grace, and that as much as I am beautiful to look at, my light is easy to burn out, that I already gave you all the light I have even when you didn’t make a wish, and now I’m left all cold, dark, and sad, and the trails of my light slowly snuffing out.

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