In an instant, stars fell from the sky for her, and rain began to fall beneath the night sky: the stars’ tears for her. “Live on in her place!” “Live on!” “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Time moves forward, and the stars weep. Can she gather the pieces of her past and begin again? Will it bring freedom, or only deeper pain? The shooting stars weep for her once more, and suddenly, all of this... If there is another life, I hope I never meet them again.
