She loved him like the way the sun loved the moon. There wasnt anything she loved about him. She loved the way he talked, the way he breathed, the way he laughed, the way he loved, and the way he cared. He was flawless and she was a perfectionist. They worked well together. Then one day everyone saw how happy they were. Everyone got jealous and did everything in their power to make sure the couple never saw each other again... It worked. Or so they thought. The perfectionist stoped Caring about the details, stoped trying to make the world perfect because with out him nothing was perfect. The boy lost hope. He stoped laughing, he got more serious, never loved again. He was broken. One day out of the blue he tried to convince everyone that he was better with her. They didnt listen. She tried to. No one cared. They were split and their world was fractured. Then one day they secretly met up. They forgot about everything for awhile, for that one day... they were happy.
After that day she hid her happiness so no one knew. When she did this she lost a piece of herself. No one but him noticed. No one but him cared. She lost all of her feelings and changed everything about her. When no one noticed she found out who her real friends were
