The stars may have appeared bleak to me.
Enchanted by the book and phrases, consider that the light stars emitted are billions and light-years away from us.
Nobody knows if it was a happy death or a new beginning; it was like the last page of a book.
YOU ARE READING
She Was My First Love
PoetryA short poetry book describing how that woman was like the stars in the sky, waiting for her admirer to write her a note.
