between sleep awake
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writing in my diary; reading the stars at night reminds me of you; I become confused and dazed, they call me starstruck, stargazer, I don't mind. Looking up at the infinite sky makes me feel small, tiny, dizzy, it's exactly like you make me feel but you're just as hard to read as them. I try to join them up, dot by dot, the constellations of space, yet there are so many possibilities, with you, with the stars, that I don't know which one to follow. But see, that's where you're different from them, because with you, I know. I can always follow you
