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Starlight

Starlight

We'd only known each other for two months.
And yet, in that time,
we'd each found something unexpected.
We'd each found ourselves in the person next to us,
we'd both seen the emotions in the other,
we'd both understood each other.
So I asked her out one night,
when no one was home,
so we could just see where things went.
She'd tried to hide her face,
I didn't quite know what she felt.
So, that night,
on a blanket spread across the grass,
we'd lain ourselves together,
and talked about life.
Our lives, which I thought could be together.
Without knowing it, I started to slip.
Things I'd always kept secret kept surfacing,
things I'd never told anyone.
And she took every one of them,
sharing her own with me.
almost as if the moonlight had loosened our tongues.
we laughed after it all, and our eyes met.
I felt something looking at her.
A little string in my heart weaving with something else.
I tugged on it, and sent every bit of what I felt along it.
There was a light brush, almost a infinitesimal return,
a slight sparkle in her eyes as she saw me.
For once in my life, someone saw me for who I am.
And I felt her tug back. I felt her happiness match mine.
Wordlessly, I held out my hand.
And she took it, and said words that took my breath away.
"I hoped it would be you."
And until death did we part...

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