You gazed up at the stars. "How much would you love me?" You whispered

Marcus, standing beside you, remained silent, his eyes fixed on the vast expanse above. The weight of the question hung in the air, unanswered yet understood.

Without a word, you lowered yourself to the ground, feeling the damp grass beneath your fingertips. And as if in response to the unspoken emotions, the sun slipped below the horizon, hastening the arrival of darkness. Thick clouds gathered, and rain began to fall, casting a somber veil over the night sky.

It was in that moment, that a small smile graced his lips. In the midst of the rain's gentle descent. As Marcus spoke

"Mein Lieber.. I will love you, the same way the moon loves the darkness around him. And like the rain i would go back to love you all over Again."