may 6th, 2001 / ten fourty two pm.

"Promise me after you read this you will look up at the sky and think of me. I hope it makes you feel closer because honestly it really makes me."

2,ooo miles away,
and the stars have never seemed brighter,
you have never seemed closer
my tears have never seemed realer.

of course i'll think about you
i just hope the stars will understand that tonight is not about them.

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