he watched her, the girl who seemed quiet but was bursting with ideas, and saw the stars in her eyes. he saw stars in the way her eyes lit up when she talked about something she loved, the way they seemed to dim and dull when she was feeling down. he saw the girl who would get lost in the constellations so much that she would lose herself. the girl who was obsessed with words and stories, because these were her only ways to escape reality. he saw the beauty in her that she couldn't seem to find in herself.
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Searching the Stars // ✔
Short Storytwo people, each their own mystery. each their own vault of secrets and emotions. each broken in different ways, but broken nonetheless. will their broken pieces fix them or break them even further? // lowercase is for aesthetic purposes // cover by...
