"The kiss under the moonlight… was it real?"
People say the stars don't lie. That somewhere up there, in the sky's eternal map, our fates are already written—stitched between constellations, hidden inside every shining dot.
I used to believe that too.
Until the night someone kissed me... and everything changed.
I don't even know who he was.
I never saw his face.
Just a hood… and the way his lips trembled slightly against mine, like the world might end if he let go first.
The sand was cold.
The sea was quiet.
And the only light we had was the moon, hanging silently above us like she knew all the secrets I was too afraid to speak.
Was it just a dream?
Or did the stars bring him to me?
Because ever since that night…
I can't stop looking for him.
In the faces I pass. In the silence of the skies. In the shape of every constellation I trace.
And somehow—
I think he's looking for me too.
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Under the stars, beneath the silence, something was set into motion.
A love neither of us were prepared for. A danger neither of us could outrun.
But even if we're worlds apart...
We'll always be looking up at the same sky.
Under the same constellations.