
You,
Your smile,
Your laugh,
Your voice, a gentle serenade across the stars.
You,
Your listening,
Your eloquence,
Your jokes, like constellations brightening the night.
You,
You broke my walls,
I wasn’t seeking anything,
Yet you etched an imprint on my mind and soul, like celestial bodies in the cosmos.
I know it’s daunting,
I know it’s hard,
But you—
I’ll always be here to converse,
To listen,
To daydream among the galaxies with you,
To uplift you.
Platonic friendships are rare treasures,
They’re wholesome sanctuaries,
The finest gifts when life feels most barren.
I dream of the day we gaze upon the cosmos together,
At peace, finally,
Radiant with joy,
Because it’s what you deserve.
Under Jupiter’s watchful eye,
In its swirling storms we’ll find solace,
As we navigate the universe,
Our hearts aligned, serene and boundless.



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