I wished upon a falling meteorite last week..
That kind of love never fades.
My gasp aloud. My skipped beat.
I know there are no pretences is wanting peace and happiness for you; and wanting you to be alive. And wanting to believe that wishing something, could bring you and me together again.
Despite every rational bone that ever existed,
I wished for you to be alive and happy.
Always shining brightly.
My hope and my love.
Rest in Peace my dear Sister.