She'd lost count of the times she'd described his eyes.
Still, she decided she would do it just once more.
Like the rarest of stones - shining on shimmering streaks of gold, a piece of the universe had found its way into his eyes - bursting, colliding, drawing her closer; like a supernova.
Remains of star dust glistened within him - searching for something to make him whole again.
For maybe, once they were a single fragment of a bustling massive star - one that had exploded into a mass of galactic wonder, only to rip them forever apart.
Maybe that's why the stars whispered his name every time she saw the sky.
Maybe.
..
How she wished she had listened more carefully.
For then, she would've heard the stars whisper the name of another; a forgotten speck of star dust - soon to find her own.
And this time - it would form the most beautiful catastrophe that the universe would ever see.
It would be the universe in itself.
And they?
They would be..
..infinite.
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