Warmth.

Breaking into my glass box, I can't help, Returning back to my past, To where you were once real. Helping my injured heart, You cleared my thoughts of hatred, With your kind hands, Spread my Innocence. Wondering back to that time, I felt as if you were protecting me, From the struggles that I'd have to face, And my increasing negativity, Towards everyone. Wishing upon a shooting star, I gave up my desires and dreams, To be able to see you again, Feel the warmth of your hugs. Knowing I wouldn't get my wish, I replaced it with another. Upon a different shooting star, I wished that, "Wherever you're makes you happy, And that you'll always, Remember me".