Oh, LOVELY ANONOMOUS REVIEWER. You made my day. IF ONLY YOU'D BEEN SIGNED IN SO I COULD PROPERLY GLOW AT YOU. And the noncapitilaztion was intended. If you wanted to know. Anyways, more Reyna / Jason freeverse. AU as well, because I guess they were never ACTUALLY together. BUT WHO CARES?

I think you ought to review. *subtly influences you*


starsinyoursmile


...

i. twinkle, twinkle, little star

...

the stars shine above us

whispering their secrets into our ears

but as we kiss under their light

we're too busy dreaming of each other

to listen to them

...

ii. how I wonder what you are

...

and in the same grass-green

forest clearing that we once kissed in

we tear each other down

and break each other apart

each word loaded with double meaning

and intended to shatter

and our rage dims even

the stars

listening sorrowfully up above

...

iii. up above the world so high

...

frosty looks and pointed glances

poignant silences, and we're expecting

each other to say something

- anything -

but the stars say enough for the both of us

and like before,

we don't hear a single word

...

iv. like a diamond in the sky

...

slowly, we melt

the silences are no longer pointed or poignant

but thoughtful, reflective

and maybe

- possibly -

- hopefully -

we'll start to remember our starlit kisses again

and the stars will sigh with relief

because they won't have crossed

another pair

...

v. twinkle, twinkle, little star

...

and we're back into each others arms

two halves of one whole

and we won't ever let go

- but what was that she said?

what did he mean by that?

and the stars overhead are sighing

not with relief,

but with the weariness of watching

millions fall

and fall apart

but we can't see what the stars see

we're blindly in love (for now)

and we don't see the tear streaks across the starlit sky

...

vi. how I wonder what you are

...

nothing lasts forever

not even the stars

and we're no exception

and we'll always be plagued by the starlit kisses

and moonlit tears

and the harsh broad daylight of the truth

but the stars know what could have been

and they know that it does no good

to wish for

what once was

or what should have been

because even they can't grant that.