Reason 24:
A star and the sun.
My life didn't have anyone to revolve around.
And it surely wasn't me.
I was hidden among the billions of stars, never wanting to be seen like the sun. I needed some thoughts to run through my head like a train, something to think about. I wanted a sun and found someone to fill the role.
Can you guess who?
I'd use the vague memory of you to paint a gallery. I read stories and now created ones of my own, like a verbal painting.
I'm glad you are no longer the muse of my thoughts; I'm glad you're no longer the sun.
I've been through it all; I'm tired of being a mere star.
YOU ARE READING
The 32 Reasons I Liked You
Short Story(completed) Book 1 of the "You" Series: I once saw something in you. That was a mistake. p.s. Don't react. Just read it, just know.
