Whenever I look at those stars, shiny and glittery; I remember those nights Both of us admiring the beauty of the uncountable stars. The infinity stars, We were standing; Hands on the railing of the balcony You beside me Your hands suddenly touched mine, After few seconds; you interlinked our fingers. Pulled me closer by my waist, And I could hear your heartbeat. We kept on staring at each other We were lost; in each other's eyes I miss those moments, I miss those nights And I miss you more. Remembering you; I remember those walks, on the beach I wish those would've been endless walks. Can I see you again? I don't know... But while finding you; I'm lost now. Can't you come back? Back to my arms? Can't you? Really, it's getting hard now, Even looking at the stars, is painful and it beings me tears. Whenever I look at those stars, shiny and glittery; I remember those nights.
Whenever I look at those stars,
shiny and glittery;
I remember those nights

Both of us admiring the beauty
of the uncountable stars.
The infinity stars,

We were standing;
Hands on the railing of the balcony
You beside me

Your hands suddenly touched ... night stories
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nihyunie
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Its about a girl who is reminded of her lover while looking at the night sky full of stars

Whenever I look at those stars, shiny and glittery; I remember those nights Both of us admiring the beauty of the uncountable stars. The infinity stars, We were standing; Hands on the railing of the balcony You beside me Your hands suddenly touched mine, After few seconds; you interlinked our fingers. Pulled me closer by my waist, And I could hear your heartbeat. We kept on staring at each other We were lost; in each other's eyes I miss those moments, I miss those nights And I miss you more. Remembering you; I remember those walks, on the beach I wish those would've been endless walks. Can I see you again? I don't know... But while finding you; I'm lost now. Can't you come back? Back to my arms? Can't you? Really, it's getting hard now, Even looking at the stars, is painful and it beings me tears. Whenever I look at those stars, shiny and glittery; I remember those nights.

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