That star is my lover

Now, the biggest and brightest star I truly call your name. Out loud. Honest. Proud. Because, you did choose me from the many who approached you. I don't know what. Love doesn't need a reason, love needs more in return, you say.

Do you know why the fish in the ocean don't feel cold even without a single thread covering their skin? Yes, they are strong to survive like that because everything is based on what is called belief. Your hair is convincing, your eyebrows, your eyes, your cheeks, your lips, everything about you has convinced me, led me to my reverie and locked me there. You are a mix of the most beautiful men in the world. On the one hand I call you Romeo, no. Because, on the other hand, it turns out that you look more like Rama, ah… no. Looks like you more deserve me to call Arjuna. Shit, not really. Ah… right, you are indeed a mix between them.

You, my lover. What I earn for it. You are the only one. Of the thousands of shining stars, but only you are the brightest. But honey, my love for you doesn't need a cause — be it shine or not — it just happens.

Finding you is not only a matter of being happy, it turns out that fear is also present with him. I shivered, trembled, and was faced with a great fear: losing you. Yes, letting you get lost is utter foolishness. Maybe, if there is no desire to see you tomorrow, I will die right now. My beloved, keep shining, even though the sun has beat you. Because, that star is my lover