14 | Dear,

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Dear ____,

Let's go stargazing:
where I'd stare into the vast cosmos that reside in your eyes.
There's something magical about them, a magnetic force that seems to draw me in.
A glimpse of your smile is enough to make the sadness go away,
and at least assure me that I am okay.
We do not need to go somewhere faraway
for you feel like home.
I'd always choose home.
You are
my home.
Darn, I hope I had the guts to tell you this and I hope you felt the same way.
There are billions of stars in the galaxy and we are merely two of those.
For all I know, you could be a star that is destined to shine brighter than the others and I could be a star that is bound to be swallowed by a black whole.
The possibilities are as endless as impossiblities.

Love, ____

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