In the vast expanse of the universe, our paths converged like celestial bodies drawn by an irresistible force. You looked at me with a gaze that transcended time and space, as if I were your whole universe. I, on the other hand, was burdened by the weight of dead stars and broken debris, the remnants of past heartaches and shattered dreams.
Tears welled in my eyes, not of sorrow, but of wonder, for in your eyes, I saw something extraordinary. You called me beautiful, not just for what I was, but for what you saw in me. You saw the potential for a new constellation to be born from the ruins of my past.
And in that moment, I realized that your love was a cosmic force, capable of mending even the most shattered constellations of my soul. It was a love that could rekindle the dying embers of hope and ignite the birth of a new star, a beacon of light and warmth in the infinite darkness of the universe.
