“Sometimes I look at the moon and think of how many nights it must have watched over you before I ever knew your name. And then I wonder if it ever felt impatient, holding all that light, waiting for the moment it could shine on us at the same time. The stars seem to understand; they flicker like they’re keeping a secret—our secret—that love can stretch across skies long before it finds a home in a pair of hands.“If you ever doubt my love, look at the stars. Each one is a promise I made before I even met you, tiny sparks that waited centuries just to witness the moment our lives touched. The moon is merely the keeper of those oaths, the gentle lantern that follows me through every thought of you. And when you stand beneath the night sky, know that I am there too, in the steady glow, loving you in a language older than light.“You are the quiet miracle I searched for in every night sky. I used to think the moon was the loneliest thing in the universe, wandering endlessly with only the stars for company. But then I met you, and I learned that even celestial bodies can be mistaken. For when you love someone deeply, truly, even infinite distance feels close, and even the darkest night becomes a pathway lit by their presence.”The stars do not shine merely to illuminate the sky; they shine to remind us that love is meant to be both distant and near, fragile and eternal. When I hold you, I feel the same awe I feel when the moon climbs over the horizon—like something vast and ancient has decided, just for a moment, to rest in my arms. You are my universe, not because you are all I see, but because with you, even emptiness feels full.”“Our love feels like the night sky—endless, patient, and full of stories no one else will ever hear. The moon keeps watch over them, the stars guard their edges, but only we know the constellations formed by our memories. When I look at you, I understand how even the cosmos bows to the gravity of the heart. And in every phase, every shadow, every rise and fall, I choose you the way the moon chooses the tide.”
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