It was starting to get dark, but neither of you moved, you just lay there in each other's arms, staring at the stars in the sky.
"Fuuta, look!" you exclaimed, pointing up towards a shooting star. After making a small wish, you smiled at the boy who had grown at lot lately. "I wonder if a comet is the same as a shooting star..."
"Nope. Shooting stars, or meteors, are seen far more often on Earth than comets," Fuuta replied.
You pouted at that, crossing your arms stubbornly.
"Comet sounds better and it seems more special..." grinning shyly, you continued, "Can I become your comet?"
If I could turn into a comet
I would run through the sky and fly
No matter what tomorrow is like, these feelings are strong
So this comet will never break open