"I guess the nightsky is just a graveyard of stars then," I said, looking upon the shining stars again. "Why are you so deep?" She asked, not taking her eyes of the glowing stars over us. Seconds later, she snaps her head in my direction and looks straight into my eyes. "And why are you so obsessed with stars?" She asked quietly. "Because it's on my skin." I answered after seconds of silence.All Rights Reserved