I (Still) Tell The Stars About You | The Stellar Shelf #2

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To you, my dearest readers, it is no longer about the muse. It is about you. Every each of you.

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You are gold; shining and gleaming—nothing but being wanted.

It's like Alpherg on the sky; one in a million, you are the brightest.

Twenty eight; my favourite number, you know what it stands for.

February; heaven sent a grace, it spelled on your name.

Being red; a red Manchester, a red lover.

"So far away", this is our name, I hope it will change into 'I'll love forever."

What a fairy tale if you are the one who will kiss me when I sleep.

There's nothing I want more on earth than to be with you.

Please, don't say no.

You have streamed a bottle of red wine all over me.

Now I've been living with the stain for ten years and I still have forever more, but you don't even know.

So, please, don't say no.

It is about you. Like it has always been. Like it will always be.

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