Watching the bright sky filled with stars, the girl next to him starts writing something. He snatches the journal from her hand and reads;
"The gravity they hold,
Just like our hands behold.
The light they glow,
Just like our meant to be souls.
You are my star,
Shinning afar.
Just tuning that guitar,
You healed my every scar.
I was the little one,
like that little star alone.
Hinding behind your shadow,
My every light shone.
You are my gravity, you are my universe.
Oh my baby, why are you such a curse"
His eyes teared up. He immediately grabbed her hands as he softly intertwined their fingers,
"Grace...I love you"
She tears up too,
"This should have been said long back Casson"
Turning her face back towards the sky; she continues, "You know what? Some of us spend a lot of time running away"
He interrupts, "...Even from the things which are meant to be, right?
"Exactly!"
staring at the bright sky filled with stars, the girl next to him begins writing something. He snatches the journal from her grasp and begins to read:
"The gravity they hold,
Just like our hands behold.
The light they glow,
Just like our meant to be souls.
You are my star,
Shinning afar.
Just tuning that guitar,
You healed my every scar.
I was the little one,
like that little star alone.
Hinding behind your shadow,
My every light shone.
You are my gravity, you are my universe.
Oh my baby, why are you such a curse"
His eyes welled up with tears. "Grace...I love you," he said as he grabbed her hands and gently intertwined their fingers.
"This should have been said a long time ago, Casson," she cries.
"You know what?" she says, turning her face back to the sky. "Some of us spend a lot of time running away."
"...Even from the things that are meant to be, right?" he interjects.
"Exactly!"