Wish upon a Starman.
We both made secret wishes under a sea of glittering stars.
We both made secret wishes under a sea of glittering stars.
In 2045, I hope to meet you in the shadow of the moon.
My Starman came to stay.
The moment I felt the shift, it felt like magic.
Before I ever walked through your front door, you had already made room for me in your heart.
March 29, 2026.
I still can’t decide what shade of blue they fall under. 💙🩵