❝the stars❞ ❀ kth

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you had decided to hang out with me.

i'm sure it was a bet, or something, but you claim it was the stars.

did your stars know mine?

that's what fascinated me.

you told the stars about me.

so the rational- which was could be announced irrational- decision was to invite you over.

although my house was a small cape-cod, you seemed unbothered, as we entered my rather big backyard.

cramming into the small hammock, our sides joint by our hips, i blushed so hard.

you started talking to my stars, in which they twinkled back.

did you know that they knew you?

that they knew your mole on your nose?

your doe eyes?

initially i figured, considering your weird obsession with stars, that i had as well, that you'd know-

clearly you weren't aware.

but we then danced alongside eachother.

our barrier broke.

the cliques of popular boy and loner girl seemed unmatchable to the two of us.

we were filled with stars, that night.