When ever I had a wish,
It never came true. 
When ever a wish came true,
It was not asked desire.

But you are my wish, 
and my not asked desire. 
Cuz I miss your hugs,
And much more your kisses. 

So, I saw, 
a falling star this night.
And I reluctantly said:
Bring her back to me, 
or at least, 
bring her back to life. 

Because, 
im ya terrible missing, 
The best luck of my life. 
That was to meet you.
And be able to love you.

How I wish to wish you.
But I silently ask for it. 
Like one that unwittingly, 

Needs you here.