As we stand beneath the tapestry of endless night, stars whisper fragments of lost tales. Forgotten kisses scatter like constellations across the cosmos, each luminous mark a memory hung in the firmament.
Do you see them? Our secret chapters, woven into the celestial dome. Chapters once spoken in sighs and silences, now left to drift between galaxies. Would that the stars held not just our goodbyes, but traces of what could have been.
In this dance of stars, I find your light, flickering amidst the void. Each pulsing glow a heartbeat I can no longer touch, yet feel in the inkling of the universe's sigh.
Here, under the judgment of infinity, I leave my parting words, an echo etched in stardust: "Until the sky remembers, until the stars tell anew our untold destiny."