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nine thousand, four hundred, ninety-six nights.

9,496 nights it took to count the stars.

five years later, on the day you told me you loved me, i received a letter.

lena,

i did it. i counted all the stars. i counted everyone that felt just like us; alone. isn't it funny how it took me 27 years to count the stars, but only 3 weeks to realize that i love you? i love you, lena. since the day i saw you counting scars. but, did you know that stars come and go? people are just like that, lena. always remember that the ones that stay are the ones that glow. maybe right now you're looking at the light of a star that is already dead, they're so, so, so far, lena. another important question, are we looking at the stars, or are they looking at us? i did it lena, i've become a star and i'll be staring at you while you stare at me. you never told me why you counted scars, lena. but it doesn't matter, because now i'm a star and i love you, lena. and i'll be watching you from here, because i'm finally free. you shine brighter than any star up here.
will always love you,
-niall, your star.

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