Night had fallen. Laying on the grass with flowers in her hair which was imperfectly braided by him. The night stood still as ever. A few birds now and then chirruping, could be heard. The scent of the daisy’s overpowered, amidst the other flowers. As the breeze blew softly and strands of her hair came onto her face. She admired the sky as the curtain of stars shone bright and a clear cerulean blue hue with a tint of persian blue covered the entire night sky, and she found it so much like herself, she realised that she was happy. He looked into her luminous eyes and said…”i love you for your light if you can love me through the dark times” .she smiled and replied “we are lost stars in an ocean of constillations but you are the music and i am the lyrics”.