𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐚𝐡

𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 been in love with the night sky. The stars, moon, the constellations and so much more beyond it - the galaxies, the planets, and all the undiscovered. When I met you, I saw constellations on your hands and galaxies in your soul. Everything about you was so entrancing. Being with you was like gazing at the night sky, trying to discover and understand every single bit of you.

But what we crafted so beautifully, every moment we spent and every star we gazed at together, all broke apart when you left me.

Yet, my heart still carried the love for you like an eternal flame.

You went with him, and I was left all alone with nothing to do and no one's company, except the night sky.

Now when I look at the night sky, at the stars and the black unknown, all I see is your face, the constellations on your hands and the galaxies in your soul. I don't love the night sky anymore. How could I love anything after loving you?

AUTHOR'S NOTE

extremely, extremely short, yes, but i am quite proud of it hehe :')

this is my perception of what a nyctophile might feel after watching the love of their life slip out of their hands so quickly; they don't even realise when it happened.

i took some major inspiration from this pin i saw on pinterest, so if you somehow, SOMEHOW come across it please know that i was not stealing the idea

anyways, I hope you like it <3 pretty please vote and comment <3 it all motivates me so much to update

and keep on taking care of yourself! have some water and eat some food, and love yourself <3

WITH LOVE THROUGH HEALTH AND SICKNESS
KEZIAH