All of these stars [1]

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It's just another night

And I'm staring at the moon

I saw a shooting star

And thought of you

I sang a lullaby

By the waterside and knew

If you were here,

I'd sing to you

Your P.O.V

I looked out the window of my new apartment in Itatly. I'm millions miles away from my boyfriend. It hurts, being away. I love him so much. But I had to move here for my parents sake. They need me here, to help them. Even if it hurts. 

"Y/N can you help me hun ?" My mom calls from the kitchen,it goes out into a huge vineyard and garden. It's common in Itatly for a big backyard with a garden full of pesto and spices.

"sure," I reply back, descending the spiral steps. My mom hands me a basket of tomatoes and greens. 

"Take these into the restraunt please, your dad is in need of them," she directs. 

"Sure," I take the large basket it and load it into my bike carrier. I pedal quickly to the family owned restruant, many customers greet me in Italian. I bring the load back to my father. 

"Thank you darling, mind going out back, there's something back ther for you," he shrugs to the back door. 

"I guess, what do you mean somethings out there for me ?" I furrow my brow. 

"Just go look," 

"Ok," I respond dashing back. Outside a note lay on top of an envolpe. I take the note from the envalope.

Dear Y/N my beautiful love,

I miss you so much. I can't believe it' been three months since you left. It feels like enturnity. I miss you. I miss your hugs, and cuddles, your sweet kisses. I got you a little present in the envolpe so I hope you enjoy. I love you.....

Love, Hiro

What could he have possibly gotten me ? I open up the lettter, another note falls out with a slip of paper. 

I saw a shooting star and thought of you

The note read. I look at the paper. He bought me a star. A beautiful star in the northern hemisphere. It's name is Beautiful. The nickname he gave me. I feel tears stinging my eyes. He's so amazing. A soft piano begins and my head darts toward the noise. I fallow the sound back into the restraunt. I finally recongize the song, it's a lullaby Hiro and I used to sing it to eachother when we slept over at eachothers houses. It sounds childish, but it was our thing. 

"I think you want to read this as well," he hands me yet another note. What is going on ?

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