When the stars were eternal

When the stars were eternal

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In a systematic and advanced world similar to ours, a group of friends who all came from different backgrounds wanted nothing more than to see the stars. For so long, such a goal was considered useless, for it served no further purpose. However, their heart wrenching story and memories together would start a huge movement that would change the way they were once viewed, but all they wished for most of all were the happy summer days where they could laugh and play under sun, and the winter nights where they would warm up inside, drink hot cocoa and watch movies, or even go out and play in the snow. The story of an unbreakable bond that went a long way, just as eternal as the stars that would guide them all.
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Every love has a story. How you first met. Who said the first word. Even mine does. Seven o'clock is not the time anyone will think of falling in love. But as our worlds collided, we did just that. In a moment lost in space, a single introduction had changed everything. I wonder if things would have been different if the day we met came with a warning. A word to tell you that this was right or this could be wrong in so many ways. I wonder where he is right now. I wonder if he's happy with his life. I wonder if anything would have changed if we did things differently. Placing our hearts on the line and flipping the pages one after the other, our story was written. It happened before we knew it, and there was no way we could have taken it back. That's just how it goes. Every first love has a story. Do you want to hear mine?

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