Designer: Manikka
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This is for the star whose smile makes me forget and remember, destroy and create: it is the one for whom my words are spun -because there is something about it that continues to make me smile.

It could be that hair and the way only I now know how it feels to look straight into those eyes (eyes that seem to see far beyond mine, and yet manage to bring me to my knees with that stare). It could be the ease with which our fingers lace, as that star takes my arms to wrap around itself; and the same way that all that makes me break into a cold sweat.

It could be tinier things..the way that honey voice compliments mine, or the way my part of the constellations says (or tries to say) its R's and the face it makes when I ask it to. It could be the way my eyes trace my star and only my star, up and down the court; or my star, right next to me -with that head on my shoulder, or buried into the curve of my collarbone.

And it could quite possibly be the way I want to tell the whole world -the whole damn world that wants that perfect little star, to stay away

..or maybe it actually is the way that same star makes me feel like I don't have to.

Todo cerca de usted que me consigue para sonreir (:
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