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one

❝ i turned around.

looking straight into your eyes.

they held the universe, everything, new colors and mixed artworks, too much to just turn back again and forget you, a complete stranger, somebody who had so many stars, dimensions and beauty in them.

i wanted to stargaze in them forever, a never-ending adventure, countless discoveries, finding new palets to paint every inch of this unimportant world to show them your beauty.

i wanted to write poems, songs, hell, even books, liberies full.

for you, the boy who shined, like millions of stars, millions of drawn-out fires, waterfalls, clouds and flowers. like a fairy, unreachable, and just existing in stories, fluttering away before you realize you saw one.

who are you?

your eyes held the existence of everything itself, but i still do not know your name.

but does it matter? you are everything, and love does not have a name, only a feeling, a sight, a thought. in some cases they're quick, temporary, like a passing stranger. ❞