They say when you look up in the sky and luckily see a shooting star don’t hesitate to wish, they carried a bunch of positive notes that will boost your wish into a real thing. And i did. I did see a shooting star, but i didn’t get a chance to wish, all i’ve managed to say is your name. And then it’s gone. I don’t know if the fate interferes and don’t let me make a wish for you, but i feel that i’m the one who blew it away. Because those times, i’m struggling between don’t and do.