The stars are falling again, like incandescent snowflakes...
I think tonight would be the most perfect night to fall in love. If only...
If only you would...
You could kiss me
But it's sad too
In another year, they'll all be gone. It's the romance of a perfect tragedy.
Lovers have sat together under the stars for millenia, but how many will ever share a first kiss under the last stars the world will ever see? A few hundred? A few thousand at most...it's like we're in the final days of romance. The best love stories all end in the death of the lovers...but what about a love story that ends with the death of love itself? It would be so beautiful...
The stars are falling again, like incandescent snowflakes. They burn so briefly, and so low, you can't really even call it "light." They burn only just enough...
Only just enough...
Only just bright enough to let you know they're there.
(http://www.qwantz.com/apologies/index.pl?comic=85)



dear everyone who's loved. dear everyone who's never been in love. dear everyone who's scared of falling. I'd be more afraid to never try.
there are worse things than flowers.

ash @ 1:26 AM