—two worlds apart, caught in orbits that never quite align.

You might assume that knowing Michael Kaiser—the boy who owned the pitch and your secret—would mean something lasting. Years folded between you like chapters in a worn book, memories etched deep in the corners of your heart.

But the distance settled like dust. He moved through galaxies you couldn’t follow, riding stars you could only watch from afar.

The ache is quiet but constant, like the cold in a room long emptied. You remember the boy who kicked his first ball in this very park, chasing dreams beneath fading skies—and wonder if he ever saw you as part of that world. Did you ever sparkle in his eyes? Or were you just a shadow, always a step behind the light he chased?

He’s changed. The arrogance, the cocky grin—masks hiding a longing no one else can reach. And you? You sit on the battered swing, half-wishing, half-dreading this reunion that feels like both a beginning and an end.

Because some stars burn out before you can catch them. And some hearts drift apart, even when the sky seems endless.

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