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The Starry Heavens.

There was something about sitting under the moon on a cool night. When she would quietly climb up the stairs and sit on the roof .Silent.

There was something about the way the cool white light condensed in a shower and seeped deep in her skin making her shiver .The smooth light danced on her bare skin and it beamed with happiness. And at an unknown hour her mind would go numb and her racing thoughts would stay still, her body would get drenched in peace .And she would simply gaze at the shining smooth orb frozen in time.The stillness of night comforted her.

There was something about the way the stars blinked at her and twinkled in her eyes and she stared back amazed at the giant balls of fire burning so coldly.And she would make out strange patterns in the sky,laughing at her own self.

And there were long endless conversations in infinite unspoken words.Their were things said and things understood.She enjoyed their company.Tears,laughs,smiles,words,thoughts all enclosed in blissful silence.

And she would bask in the comfort of the beautiful starry night,when the exhausting reality would leave her and she would smile when no one was looking save the heavens.

There was something about that undefined hour when heavenly wisdom descended down from the heavens and filled up her hollow heart and ran through her arteries .Moisture would leak from her eyes for reasons unknown to her.

She did not know what "it" was about that night, but she liked it when her spirits swelled up like the tides,when her being danced to the rhythm of her heart , when her worries would disappear in the oblivion of the night , when she would stare at infinity,when silence hummed in her ears,when loneliness stopped clawing into her skin,when happiness and sadness enveloped her together, when she felt liberated ,when she wanted to disappear in the starry heavens forever.