When You Love A Star

When you love a star Life is not easy for those who live on earth and dream for the stars. You can never really own them, no matter how deeply you are in love with them and in fact they won't even know you because everybody loves them. But isn't this the reason why you're so much in love, because they shine bright and merry up there. You cannot wish for their collapse on earth just to be with you, as you adore their struggles to be there.

So that entire earth witnesses while they glitter. Still deep inside, like a one sided stalker, lover you wish that someday the infinity would break midway, there will be zero distance and you will be up there, with your star, living the dream. No sun would then over shine its glow, no clouds would prevent your late night meetings. That's Impossible right and so are most of our fantasies. A granule of possibility keeps us going, is that what love really means to you to? Not thinking of getting in return while giving, to let the other one be as glorious as they are, without holding too tight. My star is Vicky Kaushal, yours may be the neighborhood Vicky. May be then your story is not that tricky. But love remains the same. Unconditional