"Under The Stars"
Sitting down under those countless sparkling stars, pretending to count them, you started from the right and I from the left. And fingers would collide and we'd laugh at each other ridiculously.
You'd hold my hands in yours and I would feel a bright spark, as if descended from the stars itself, travelling through my spine. "Perfection was defined." You'd whisper something, though I'd hear but pretend like i didn't, for I wanted your fragile fingers to run over my back to write letter by letter, "You are my brightest star", and as you'd write them all, I cherished them as for a lifetime. On those cold nights, I'd feel your breath near my neck, I'm sure you too did hear my heartbeat, in complete discord, you'd hold me in your arms, and say "Would you count stars with me for the rest of my life?" A laugh "Yes. Always."
I can't figure out what happened. Now I hear that laugh echoing in the hills, tormenting me every moment.
It's the same cold night, with those countless stars, I sit down under the limitless sky but you aren't beside. You were to the right always, but then why did you leave me like this, where I feel even my existence is wrong. I have nothing to say. I quietly search for you in the stars, under the stars.
Caption credit - @that_click
Доброе утро, мой прекрасный и яркий мир 💙 Чудесное утро, рассвет) хоть и сна было всего 4 часа... Сегодня последний день в Шардже 😔 Так не хочется улетать из тепла... Поплавала на рассвете , полюбовалась набережной... сейчас мы отправляемся в СПА 🤤 Час релакса после супер насыщенных дней - идеально 😌 @shjtourism