Special Star

I looked up one night,
and saw a special star.
So to this star tonight,
I asked if you were far.
The star answered me,
saying that you're right under my nose.
That you'll soon find your way to me,
closer than others I've known.
As I waited,
I kept staring at my star.
I stood there with patience,
hoping that you're not too far.
Then one night,
I had a dream.
It was a special night,
because the dream was having you here with me.
You're my special star.