Per Aspera Ad Astra

Lately i was wondering about something, something that started a long time ago, in a spring night.
It is a tale of two stars that crossed their paths, founding some sort of feeling that made them believe in something bigger and greater that they could expect, something that made'em call each other late at night just to say a good night.
It was a time of simple yet marvelous portent, of small little thing done just to give a smile, of the little poetry that rise when two things are connected and yet it was a time of reciprocal amazement, in the discovery of how a day can be so bright.
It was.
Time passes, slowly consuming even the most impervious rock and leaving a naked skin, a skin uneasy to look at, reveling things to the sparks of light inside us, telling us the truth of what we are and what we've done wrong, even to ourselves...
But still there is a memory of a green trail and of the precious time spent together, even if it hurts wondering how things can be changed so much, it's was still worth of the sorrow it bears.
That, i believe, is called experience our mirror for the choices we do.
I love this life...