I dont know if you remember that night at the park after prom. We layed together on the hood of my car, it was 2am and we were just there looking up at the stars. I remember you telling me that there are trillions upon trillions of stars in our universe and that each one represented a reason why you loved me.
Each reason you listed seemed more ridiculous than the last.
I think alot about that night, I think about the diffrent outcome of events if I told you that each of those stars is dead by the time it reaches our visual prowels.
Just like how you saw me.
I could tell things were changing, Our frequent phonecalls became less frequent and more rare than anything