and ask them about the moon. I talk to the stars and hear about their unsung fury and fallacy of their false portrayal. They tell me about their destructive love and their poor portrayal in our realm. They say that they too have hearts, filled with poems and love for someone who doesn't know the meaning of their love. They tell me that they have scars, deeper than that of the moon, but their plurality hides it all. They tell me that even they are unique, more unique than the moon, with each of them having a different hue and shade. But their allure is hidden in the shadow of Moon's beauty, scars, and nearness. They tell me, that being near doesn't mean being closer. They say, that they know more about me than the moon can ever know because each one of them holds the secrets of my unsaid feelings written in non-existent poems. OPEN FOR COLLAB ✨ #ATitalktothestars • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.
