Whispers of the Stars: Scorpio

There was a woman I spent a night with at a club exactly a month ago. A woman I couldn’t stop thinking about afterward. I had been drunk enough that most of the night was a blur, but there was one thing that stayed vividly in my mind: the scorpion tattoo on her shoulder. Clinging onto that single memory, I went back to that club every day, waiting for her. And today, I finally saw that scorpion again.