staring into your midnight eyes that hold entire galaxies, our pinkies interlocked with a
whisper of a promise, i knew right then and there that you were written in my epilogue.
whether that means you will stay with me or end me, i don't think i'll ever know. but
being here with you, the stars twinkling as if they knew our fated despair, my heart has
never felt more right in your hands. i'm begging you not to let go.