01-27-2021

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"you're a star," you said.

i can't help but laugh, contemplating whether to feel flattered or offended. your forehead creased, your eyes a visible confusion upon understanding the mockery in my smile.

"i'm a star, you say?" you nodded your head slowly, like you're starting to feel uncertain with the words you let go through your mouth. "am i star because i am beautiful, or am i star because i am distant and dying?"

your lips turned into a straight line, your eyes averted downward, hands down, but your feet kept on moving on a certain pattern like you're embarrassed and speechless and sorry.

"i'm—"

"that's fine. i probably am."

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