I am in love with this girl. This girl who tries so hard to hold the galaxies of emotion in, in an attempt to rid mankind of it’s beauty. I’m in love with this girl who sees faults in our stars and cries for them. I am in love with this girl whose every being consists of stardust, One much like the other. And my love for this girl does not wane, For I shall wait until those eyes look at time itself and make it smile. For the time it takes, will be the time until, the time until the last drop of stardust fills me with everything it has, and I am taken.