can't beleive i didn't post this here til now

I remember as a child walking out to cold grass under the moonlight and seeing before me a soft green glow, almost like the color of tenis ball, if there was a light coming from inside it. The light was beautiful but it seemed as soon as i noticed it, it faded and i was left slowly bringing myself in the direction that the bug must be moving i thought. I could always feel my heart in my fingertips. and my pulsing phalengies guided me on what seemed the longest moment possible. like the night and myself were the only two things left in the world that existed. but then, a phosphorescent spark would illuminate life to my body and my hand would reach out to grab a star from the night. there was something so pure in the catch. but there was always the moment when i wasn't sure if that little creature would shine for me. It's worth the wait. do you get what i mean?