I thought,
maybe once or twice,
that we would be together.

I prayed and I prayed,
feeling odd, 
because I had never prayed before.

I told myself that I would give everything...

But you love her,
and I want you to be happy.

I cried...
maybe once or twice. 
I felt as if the stars were falling into my hands.

And as the stars mixed with my tears,
I realized that even though you hurt me,
You also made me love you...