The sky under which you are not

From my school years, I loved to watch the star rain and make desires. It was something like a game: when I saw a falling spark in the sky, I bought it with a desire. Oddly enough, but it always came true. Maybe just a coincidence, or desires were so simple and childish that they would be fulfilled without falling stars. Exactly two years ago there was the most bright and beautiful star stream - from 200 to 500 meteors per hour was recorded in the sky.

on that day I found out that I would not live long, so at night, seeing the first falling star, I I made a desire to spend my last year alone with you. I always wanted to be closer to you. We lived in the same area, intersected at the same stations, had common acquaintances, but there was always an invisible wall between us that I wanted to break through.

we are like two parallel lines - always nearby, but never together. Me and Mirai.