*He was all I could wish for, like a star dropped from the sky*
I thought I'd never meet him. All those times, waiting, living each day with some sort of anticipation. I knew this day would arrive. I just knew. He's my star, oh yes, but I'm the one who glows when he's around. He makes my day and brightens me up.
I remember that first moment, when I saw him. He was dark. And tall, not too tall. Just nice. He was handsome. I could see even though he had really short hair, almost no hair at that time. And he wasn't just handsome, he had style. He did everything in his way. And what caught my eye was the way he handled the ball, the basketball. His movements were rough yet graceful. I was drawn to him. I couldn't help it. In a way, it made me want to be good at shooting too. His accuracy, 90%. And his eyes, deep and gentle. And they seem to sparkle when he smiled. They really seemed to sparkle. But I guess, it was just me. Yes, he was my star. Sparkling when nothing else did.
But years just passed by. And looking back now, i was never foolish. I just chosed to be ignorant. I set eyes on a star. But, maybe, I was wrong. He's not my star. He was always Her star. And she knew better than to trade him for any other person in this world. Me? I will find my own star...and I'm still searching.
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