I couldn't help it, her light was too bright, I had never felt that way before. It has to be love, it wouldn't make sense if it wasn't. If you're wondering how I got close to a star in the first place, well, let me tell you, it was one of my subconscious universe experiences. I was there and so was she, at the right time, in the most awkward situation of my entire life. At a point she covered my face with her hand, I believe. Well, I blame our perfect human body, our perfect shape. Our arms fit in perfectly, they were made to be on each other's back while our chests are feeling each other's heartbeat. Our necks were made to be on each other's shoulders. Our hair locks were made to be between each other's fingers. Our eyes are mirrors, we can see each other at the same time. What about waists? How perfect are they? They were made to have arms around them. Me and my star have some coincidences, too. I don't know, I really don't, but I feel as if we were connected, we are the same, there's this invisible wire linking our minds, except she might not be aware of it (if it's real, that is). So, about the coincidences, there's a lot of them, but I'm afraid I just see those coincidences because I love her so. I don't think she sees the coincidences, I don't know wether they're real or they're just projections I've made up in my mind. Also, she's a star, everybody feels her energy and they love her, she has this positive element in her soul that embraces whoever is around her, she's a magnet of good vibrations and good people. She's loved. The point is, maybe the coincidences are just the same with everyone she meets, because everyone feels her magic and she understands them to a point where they feel close to her, just like I do. But this is just an assumption. The weirdest thing is that I feel her scent even when she's not around, even if she's far away (which is most of the time). It's really pleasing to the nose, but I wish it would stop because it makes me sad to realize she's not actually there. What sucks is that, because she's a star, you won't be able to touch her nor be close to her, unless you're a star too. Perhaps it's just what she does, she meets people and, when she walks away, a part of her stays with them, and they won't give it away, because it's such a warm feeling, she leaves the room but her essence remains within the other person. You feel peace, and tenderness, and love, and the sun shines... well, she's a star, after all.
If I could only tell her that I want to be a star, too...
