I remember when I saw you from across the bus.
You were sitting in front of me, reading a book.
Sometimes you'd look out the window, and I'd get the chance to see your delicate and gentle smile.
"You're cute", "Hey, how are you?"... I started dreaming about how you could approach to me.
After a while, you stood up. My heart raced.
I looked at your innocent beautiful eyes, and you looked back at me.
The moment our sights crossed, the Universe freezed.
You smiled at me.
We both knew what we wanted... and then you got off the bus.
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But I didn't lose you.
You're here, with me.
Everyone is.
Because when I look up at the stars, at the Moon, I know that you're out there somewhere, joining me, to watch this dazzling show.
