The Meteor



A shooting star,
streaks brightly,
across the bright sky.

I look up,
let my eyes follow it,
and silently whisper,
your name.

The meteor,
came unexpectedly
as you did,
it lightened up the sky,
and you did the same,
to my world.

But then the meteor,
faded away,
instantaneously,
just the way you did,
the sky,
was once more,
covered in darkness,
so was my heart.