The shooting stars

Gazing at the dark sky
I saw the shooting stars,
Wishing to touch you 
To hold your hands.
I closed my eyes, trying to feel
Your skin, your eyes, you.
I wished to be with you
For today, tomorrow and forever,
The peace I get with you
Walking on these desolated roads.

The stars vanish, the wish doesn't
Or do they really exist there?
My eyes are closed, sleeping in this room
How can I even see the sky?
Then , what was it, my wish ?
The desire to be with you 
For today tomorrow and forever