and if the stars could align in a way to form a constellation that resemble her smile, or shine in that same way her eyes does, something in my chest will ache and by then i will realize the presence of a heart in me. and when i listen closely i'll hear a beat that sounds exactly like the sound of her voice.
its not the stars,
its not me.
its her.
she does that to me.
her presence assures you that its all alright, that you are going to be just fine because she's by your side. and when her hand touches yours, all your problems will fade away and your mind will finally shut up. your only thought would be a wish that she'll never let you go. and if theres any good in all of this bad in me, then its thanks to her. she does that to me.