The Girl That Loved the Stars

Slate eyes flew open, greeted by the Milky Way spilled across the sky above. The planets and stars visible in the quieter end of the city smiled down on her, giggling as they danced among one another. The late summer air swept at her body that was sprawled out in the grass.

She must’ve fallen asleep – not much of a surprise. She had been recounting a story of the stars she had repeated for so long, she couldn’t remember if she had made it up or if her mother told it to her as a bedtime story.

A colossal, shimmering star had fallen in love with a smaller star and its beauty despite its small size and dimming glow. Unbeknownst to the Colossal Star, the Smaller Star was dying. Once the Colossal Star learned of the fate of the Smaller, it wished that it could touch her, just once, before the Smaller went out. It begged so hard to collide with the Smaller, even if it meant its own death as well.

Of course, the Colossal Star’s wish came true – the two stars collided, creating a magnificent supernova. It was incredibly romantic. At least to Hunter.

That’s where all of Hunter’s love lied – among the stars. It was safe there and had no risk of rejection. She could reveal all her questions, all her secrets, to her flickering friends and she knew they would be safe and there would be no judgment whatsoever. Because of this, Hunter swears though that the stars loved her back. She could tell by the way they shined, once again swearing that they shone much brighter for her.