By Aysha Assan
Now as we both lay on the slightly wet grass, side to side facing each other. I looked at his face and find myself calming down. I trace my fingers around his face, grazing through his hair which was slightly gleaming in the moonlight.
"I read something in a story once, 'the moon knows we are in love'."
I look over at him smiling. the moon's glow reflecting in his eyes like snow in a snow globe.
Eyes still on the moon he says, "that's pretty."
I was about to turn my head back to the sky when he said,
"I think the stars envy our love."
"Why?" I asked.
"They can't be together like we are. they exist so far from each other, shining for us while burning in the loneliness themselves"
I looked at the shining stars scattered around the moon.
"that's sad."
"The universe Is sad"
"Are you?" I asked turning to face him.
"Aren't we all?" he replied, eyes still reflecting the moon's shine.
We fell into silence, watching the star filled sky above us.
By Aysha Assan
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