Late night wonderings

Sometimes I wonder,

If the stars ever lie down and look at  us on the ground,
And ponder their love, or their fate, or the future 
Before they burst into flames.
Sometimes I wonder,
If cats really do have nine lives,
And how sad it must be for goldfish with a three second memory
Before their lives stop 
and 
Restart.
If I had nine lives,
or three seconds, 
before I burst like a brilliant star,
I'd spend every 
single
   second
          with you. 
Sometimes I wonder,
if you would spend them
with me,
too.
 But I am too afraid to ask,
And know the answer.
 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Literally my first poem so any feedback is grateful!

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