I started reading the letter
It read: I always loved the magics, miracles of the universe. But I never found a small piece of love from the universe for me. So there's no point being a part of the universe. I quit. I love you ...
I wished I could have made you realize that the universe loved you more than I did.
After all,
I would have been a fool not noticing
the way the sunshine played with your hair
the way the raindrops slipped slowly from your lips
the way the wind flew only to feel your body
the way the stars twinkled praising your beauty
the way the rainbow silently dissolved the colour of your eyes with himselfs'
the way the lightning appeared to frighten u and feel your breaths
the way different beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, lovely stars in the universe gave up their life to contribute their 'starstuff ' to prepare a gorgeous living thing
But you never realized the thing because
You were an astrophile
I was a philosopher..
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 7:52 PM UTC
I started reading the letter
It read: I always loved the magics, miracles of the universe. But I never found a small piece of love from the universe for me. So there's no point being a part of the universe. I quit. I love you ...
I wished I could have made you realize that the universe loved you more than I did.
After all,
I would have been a fool not noticing
the way the sunshine played with your hair
the way the raindrops slipped slowly from your lips
the way the wind flew only to feel your body
the way the stars twinkled praising your beauty
the way the rainbow silently dissolved the colour of your eyes with himselfs'
the way the lightning appeared to frighten u and feel your breaths
the way different beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, lovely stars in the universe gave up their life to contribute their 'starstuff ' to prepare a gorgeous living thing
But you never realized the thing because
You were an astrophile
I was a philosopher..
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