I was so in love— too madly, too truly. An unseen love, yet seen by everyone. Every time I cried for her, my tears turned into countless stars. Oh, my dear sun, are these stars enough to prove my love to you? But why am I crying? Is it the fear of rejection, the fear of losing, or the fear of being accepted? Everyone said, “I am a black hole—I will destroy you.” But dear sun, tell me… will my love destroy you? Those eight planets wish that we should never meet. Oh, my dear love, you say— will I meet you? Can I hug you? Can I burn myself into you, joining and merging into you? To be in love, to be alive, to be with you.