Tails from an everlasting falling star

Dancing on tiptoes, round and round and then I fall. Lay on the grass. Beside your ghost. There's no sky like mine. Oh confusion!, give me a falling star, concede me a wish, to keep me awake, to lean on.
There! A trace of light... Where are you going? Will you see him?, do you know him?, you must, I speak so much about him. If you see him, ask him "why don't you think of her?". Star?, Star?, where you're going? Wait, wait! Take me with you. You're so bright, so beautiful, so fast, wait...

But then it died.