Sereno Sky writes in Lonely Traveller (2014,)

It was awesome lying beside Anne there in the sand, listening to the waves singing their song as they splashed unto the shore. I held her hand as we looked up to the endless stars smiling down on us. “Bernardo, do you think when we die we’ll be one of those stars?” I turned to her and said: “I hope so, and that you’ll come over and kiss me theen, so we’ll shine even brighter together.” She smiled. “So maybe the ones that are shining brighter are the ones that are kissing and hugging?”