glassclosetcastiel:

You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I
know a lot about love.

I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and
it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable.

All those
wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look
down again.

But when I see the way that mankind loves… You could search
to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more
beautiful.

So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know
that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and
strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and…

What I’m trying to say,
Tristan is… I think I love you.

Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined
I’d know it for myself.

My heart… It feels like my chest can barely
contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me
any more.

It belongs to you.

And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing
in exchange – no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing
but knowing you loved me too.

Just your heart, in exchange for mine.

-from Stardust [the story of how a star fell in love with a man]