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Reach for the stars

This is going to be a kinda angst idk. Might make a part two if there's enough reads of if I have motivation.

"I'll give you more than just the moon, my love." Is what he had promised me.

I remember that night clearly. He took me out to eat somewhere fancy. Name of the restaurant, I have no idea. But he was handsome that night. It was a beautiful night as well. Very little clouds, a full moon, and the sky was full of stars. Stars that shined so brightly.

"You outshine the stars by far with your beauty." He would say to me. I loved him. Unfortunately, so did the media. At first it was little things, like a fan coming up to him and saying hi, or maybe get a picture with him. I didn't mind then, for I was happy for him. His amazing talent was finally getting the recognition it deserved. I was really proud of him. All that hard work that he put in had really payed off. He started getting asked to do commercials and photo shoots as well, and I would cheer him on as he did so.

Every night that he came home, I was never worried that he would be unfaithful, because I knew he was mine, and I was his. Then his photo shoots began to have other women. Now, I wasn't jealous of them, in fact I became friends with a few, but the further he got dragged into the photo shoots the more up close and personal they became. It didn't help that the clothes they were wearing was very revealing.

Then, the press came and caused us to be further from each other. We couldn't be seen in public together anymore because we would get swamped with paparazzi. It was honestly a pain. We couldn't go out in peace anymore. We had no privacy, it got so bad I had to move because they found out where I lived. I didn't like seeing my face plastered all over the media. It was scary. Soon they started targeting me, following me everywhere, as if I was doing something behind his back.

Finally, it was all the hate I received from his fans. I would be called a world of insults and I tried to stay strong, but it honestly hurt. They didn't like me at all. Every chance they got, they would always have something to say. 'I bet they're only dating him for his money.' 'OMG they think they're all that.' 'Honestly Nijiro could have done way better.' It was these things and many more that killed me on the inside. They picked at me little by little until there was nothing left. I couldn't take any of that anymore.

He noticed how we barely saw each other anymore and made plans for us to have a date. It was our very last one. As stated earlier, we went out to eat and walked around in the city. The moon was breath taking that night, and I suppose he must have noticed me staring at the moon because he took me to a little clearing, away from the city. There the stars were visible. He put on a song for us to slow dance too as well. I remember feeling so happy and thinking that this was so cheesy, as if we were in a movie dancing the night away. He dipped me and kissed me during our dance. At was as if we were dancing within the stars. I'll always remember that night and the words he said to me that made me feel loved and wanted.

After that the pressure was too much for me. I could tell he wanted to leave me and my miserable self behind. One day he did it. He packed up and left. All I have now is the note he left me.

He left me. To chase after his dreams, is what the note basically said. He didn't word it like that but I knew what he meant. 

"I'll give you more than just the moon, my love." He said. I wonder now, if he sees the moon and thinks of me, and that promise he broke.

Another short one. Hurray! Now, I won't be able to post as much during the week because of school but I'll try to at least do one every day. On the weekends I can maybe do two.  I feel so bad because my stories are so short. Anyways, why aren't y'all commenting? You all are the shyest bunch I've ever seen.  Hope you enjoyed and if you didn't that's cool too.

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