Starry Night

I find myself lost most of the time. Lost in these stories that I make up in my own mind, stories about you and I living our forever.

I am looking at you while I write this. We’re under the stars on this cold night talking about our future together while the warmth of your body against mine makes me forget all my woes.

I stare at you while you look away. Engraining this moment deep in my memory. I wish I was the plenipotentiary of time himself so that I could live in this moment forever. But what is the point of a moment if it is not fleeting.

As we embrace underneath the constellations you tell me that I am your forever and beyond.

How I wish I could stop the sands of time from flowing. Time is the most torturous music that the planets make.

Do you have a 100 words for me, love? Because I have only 3.

~True love stories never have endings~

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