Do you remember, how the stars glistened above that pond of a lake?

Or how silent that night was, when we desperately tried to grab the night sky?

Hoping to hold the cosmos infinite with possibilities.

That small town was a black hole, forever swallowing those who dared, to try and possess the firefly's racing towards the moon.

Even when we spoke the space between ate the words for future suffrage, yet we still spoke loudly in that quiet night.

Yet...