Prologue

❝I hate the stars, because I look at the same ones you do, without you.❞

Have you ever looked up at the stars and though about what they could symbolise? What if stars were just holes where souls just passed through to go into the next life or just an entrance to heaven? What if, when people departure this life, they simply become a star? What if each star is a person and leads to somewhere different?

He’s not gone for good. He still exists as my Liam Star.

©misfits__