To my shooting star.

There could be a thousand of words i could string together that would probably tell you how much you mean to me. But i know, that is not enough to measure that and words will not give justice on how i feel.
Being not able to talk to you like we used to, gave me a sudden realization on your worth for me.

But i cannot blame the situation why i mourn this much.
I cannot blame you, and i cannot blame myself.
God did this to make me realize that not everything is meant to last.
God did this to make me stronger.

There would come a point in your life, that you are so shattered.
You cannot call on to your friends or your family.
And in that point in your life, God will put the pieces back together.
Shiny, new, and stronger than ever.

I just hope you are happy. I know you are.

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Like a star, you lighted up my whole sky, and for a moment, nothing else really mattered.