December 4, 1922
Monday, 10:30 pm
Dear diary,
The day was like any other, we found ourselves amid a deep conversation yet again. I told him how much I miss my family and all those Christmas stories I have heard halfway. There was something about him that calmed me, I don't feel judged when I am with him. The tears were threatening to fall, he held my hands and rubbed my knuckles. I feel better after letting it out. He told me about the time he went to France just to see Vincent Van Gosh's starry night in the famous art gallery and said how insanely beautiful it was. The words of praise he heard about the work didn't justify the masterpiece enough, he said. "You saw the picture, didn't you?", I just nodded shamelessly. He reached out to his journal and read out a verse. I don't know if it will count as plagiarism but I need to write it down before my memory fades the words and I am just left with the feeling of wonder those words left.
He talked about the starry night
On top of that mountain,
There would be stars,
millions of them
Just hold my hands,
And I will take you there
The journey was too upright,
Steep and sloppy
It took him time to realize,
That starry night was not something he wished to show
Night
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The Journey to the stars
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