stars
Stars litter the sky. Different sizes, shapes and temperatures, Though all of them are burning balls of fire, they are so loved. I feel as though stars are the flowers of the sky. everywhere, different, beautiful, and praised. except burning at anywhere from 3,000 K- 30,000 K degrees. and they are adored. searched for. bought. sold. And viewed in the best light. Seen as kisses of heaven. i want to be seen, as beautifully as the stars. i want to be admired, yearned for, and loved eternally.
cloverthoughts
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