The First Star

While standing, waiting, facing the sea,
I look up at the night sky,
There, the moon shines as bright as the sun,
It is a beautiful sight to behold...

Then I see a little light flicker in the sky,
The first star of the night has appeared,
It shines like a tiny candle,
Beside the blazing fire of the moon...

They say make a wish upon the first star of the night,
So I wish for the obvious thing,
The hand of the woman I think about constantly,
So I can share times like this with her...

Having made my wish,
I look away for a split second,
And look back again,
Only to find that the first star had vanished...

Is it a sign of my wish being granted?