Teaser in caption 💫

“I’ve never seen a shooting star before.”

I turn my head to look at him, waiting for him to continue.

“That felt—” His mouth opens and closes, like he’s decided against finishing his sentence. He shakes his head with a humorless laugh.

“Felt like what?” I press.

His gaze meets mine, and something about the softness in his expression feels wholly intimate. Just the look on his face is the most vulnerable I’ve ever seen him, as though he’s let his mask slip for a moment. “Like I’m looking up at heaven and it’s looking right back, waving hello.”

I take in the sparkling sky, thinking of my grandparents. Another shooting star winks at me. I laugh through a tear that escapes, turning to him once more. “That’s such a beautiful perspective.” I feel my face stretching into a genuine smile and his eyes seem to widen. In this brief moment everything between us fades away. Like the stars falling over us have stolen a paragraph from the rest of the story and placed it into the pages of a more beautiful one.