Seeing The World Through The Window of a Star

My submission for this year's Bad Love Poetry contest. Well, actually, this is the uncut version, so I guess you can call it the Director's Cut? I feel tired today, so this is all your getting!

I once walked in perpetual darkness, with my eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
I took a quick glance upward, into the eternal night.
A shooting star raced across the great tarmac in the sky.

I followed it. I had to know more.
It remained unreachable, yet, forever shimmering.
I pursued it further. It didn't flee.

It descended towards me, as if to ask me something.
As if to ask, "Why are you all alone?"
It drew closer, and I could feel the ice in my heart melt away.
My heart was able to beat again;
A feeling I had long since forgotten.

The starlight reached for me, and I extended my hand to meet it.
My surroundings were illuminated, and my world was purged of its suffocating shadow.
The light created a window in the clouds, and I could see the world and its wonders.

Clouds drift freely in the cerulean sky,
And the wind is always there to catch them, should they ever fall.
Trees grow as tall and verdant as ever.
Their leaves embrace in the breeze.
Rivers gracefully meander and waltz around all obstacles,
Dreaming of the day they can dance with their beloved ocean.
Mountains loom over the world with strength and grandeur,
But their peaks yearn to touch the sky.

I now walk in a luminous world, with an emanation of warmth in my heart.
I look up, with a smile on my face.
There are many stars still shining in the sky.
But as for the one that fell;

I caught it.

I now know what love is, and I can see it everywhere I look.
It is the window through which I see the world.