I wanted to say something so fantastic to such a lovely person as you, but all I can think of is those words that form this common sentence. Please, understand.. I love you even more so, or just as much, but it feels like it would explode to be confetti confections of stars. Stars that you and I are made from.
So if we can see the stars, do the stars see us shining just as bright? Signaling our love, or that there’s hope beyond the travels of space, so please continue on. Continue to be who you are. Continue to travel on, because you are such a wonderful being shining so bright that the stars above our heads wonder about you just as much as the world is so curious to find more answers about ‘em.
Also, I’m quite the fan.
