The brightest moonlight of the boy was eventually engraved into the boy's growth rings, becoming an indelible cinnabar mole on his chest. Those lingering kisses and unspeakable names turned into the softest cocoon in his heart on a foggy morning many years later. It turns out that the brightest stars are not possessions, but coating the future nights with a layer of sunshine that will never be dusted.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
