Love, Stargirl

So, what would you say to your starlover?
Where is your starlover?
Are they close? Are they far?
Are you still lovers? Or has the love burnt out?
What was your first memory with your starlover? Did you make a good impression? A bad one? When was the last time you talked to him or her? Was it a good conversation? Are you full of regrets? Are the memories mostly happy? What was your favorite thing about him or her? What made him or her YOUR starlover?
So, what is your story with your star lover? Tell me.

Dear Boy,

It’s been a year now. Can you believe it?

Did you think about me that day? Did you add me out of pity, or maybe if I looked really hard I would be able to find a part of you that missed me?

Answers make things easier. All those what ifs leave my mind running.

I’ll pass by your house to get on the train today.

Maybe, you’ll just be walking out of your house coincidentally at the same time.

This time, last year, we were both so happy.

Love,

Me

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Dear you, 

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I’ve been spending more time underneath the stars lately, because well… I both know we’re underneath the same thing, and maybe… your looking at the same stars, seeing the same things i am. hopefully, your thinking of me.

We were once so fresh, a dazzling snowfield. Let’s promise to each other that if we ever meet again we will never plow and push our new-fallen snow. We will not become slush. We will stay like this field and melt away together only in the sun’s good time

I love beginnings. If I were in charge of calendars, every day would be January 1.

Every day brings a new memory of something we did a year ago. A parade of unhappy anniversaries.

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