Dear... If We’re Ever Under The Same Stars Again
I dreamt about you again.
I’d be lying if I said my heart wasn’t aching when I woke up. I’d like to think my dreams are a way of saying that it was us in another universe. That somehow, we made it work. Even though I can’t anymore, but a version of me fought harder and if it’s even possible— love you harder.
Maybe the stars above us circled the entire earth already and came back to where we were… only this time, we’re no longer under the same ones.
Wherever you may be. I hope whenever you see stars, you think of me.