Maybe it's not fair of me to ask you that when I don't know if I'll ever tell you about my swallowing-stars dream.
Swallowing Stars, that seems like a song title. I've got a belly full of starlight and your smile in my eyes...
We should write a song, Gabby. It would be a sad one, about a boy who never says what he feels, but it would have a swinging sort of beat. A dancing song. And we could sing along at the top of our lungs while we spin around the gazing field.
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Short StoryGabby, would you hate me for loving you? // This is the story of Gabby, the girl who worries and watches stars, and Leo, the boy who just wants to make her smile. This is the story of two best friends, and the boy who secretly dreams of being more...
