Each day she would sit inside her bay window many stories about from the city. She would sit there, moonlight shining on her face, and stare at the stars. A single tear would run down her face as she remembered all the things the stars had been there to watch her do through the years. All the people she had been with. All the laughter and smiles. All the hearts broken. All the people and memories. The stars were always there. And as the tear slowly made its way down her face, a shadow appeared. And that shadow belonged to a boy. He seemingly appeared out of no where, and just as the tear was about to drop, he brushed his hand up against her face and took it away as if to wipe away the pain. He came to her with the sweetest smile, and asked her if she wanted to talk for a while.
"Peter pan. That's what they call me. And I promise. That you my darling, will never be lonely."
"He sprinkled her in pixie dust and told her to believe. To believe in him, and believe in her. Together they would fly away into the clouds away from all reality."
She finally found her Peter Pan. The one she had waited so long for. And if nothing is to become of it, the least they could do, will be star at the stars.
