"i think i've been doing better... well... at least i try to. i can't tell if i'm working on it or simply ignoring it altogether, you know?"
she does this often, tells them all she thinks and feels, as if they were actually listening to her. it brings her peace, while also bringing her a deep sense of longing. she knows, realistically, they can't hear her, they'll surely never respond, but she speaks to them regardless.
"it's been a bit harder lately, more than usual... it just feels so lonely - and i mean i like being alone most of the time, but this...? at least i have you; you'll always be here."
she looks at them with such adoration; they truly are everything to her. she wasn't meant to be here, among mankind, she feels, she was meant to be with them.
"you're looking beautiful tonight, Jupiter. it's quite lovely to see you too, Andromeda. and oh! Pleiades..."
the stars, planets, galaxies and every celestial object her eyes could see, she would speak to them as if they were listening - perhaps they were, she'd wonder. more than any person, more than any materialistic object, she loved them most of all.
she spoke to them in her native tongue, along with the ones she's learned throughout her existence. she would tell them of all the beautiful, and devastating, things she's seen and felt. she would ask them a million questions; none of which they'd verbally reply to. nevertheless, she found comfort in them, in being surrounded by a cold breeze, and illuminated by their light.
they'd seen her through every step in her life. they've comforted her when her heart was breaking, soothed her soul as it was shattering, celebrated her accomplishments alongside her, watched as she fell in love, and again when she forced herself out of love; they never failed to be there for her.
she yearned for the day her body would turn to dust and once again join them. she'd often imagine the wind carrying her away and into the stars, back to where she knew she truly belonged...
"..well, i know i must be boring you, it's nothing you haven't already heard a million times by now. thank you for listening... thank you for never leaving me."
night after night she'd speak to them, hating to say goodbye but knowing that she'd come back and see them once again. the logical part of her knew they couldn't hear her, but her heart and soul told her they could. they would always listen.
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