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I never stopped looking for her.

The moment she walked away from me that day, I always looked for her. In everything, in every song I listened to, in every girl who passed by, in every book I read, I always found something that reminded me of her.

Maybe that wasn't such a good idea, but it kept her close. It made me feel like she was still with me, that she was still my angel, my sunshine, my hope.

It was funny, how she got her name from the moon but she lit up like the sun. Her smile could light up the entire galaxy and she didn't even know. There were constellations in her dark, blue eyes and the way she laughed could send shivers down your spine.

God. I miss her so much.

I miss the way her hands would lock with mine whenever we went out stargazing at her backyard, I miss the way she would wriggle her nose whenever I'd poke it, I miss the way she danced at her room in her pajamas, then stop when she saw me smiling in her doorway.

But I doubt she misses me.

All I ever was for her was a burden, a pain, someone who could easily be replaced.

After all, I'm nothing to her.

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oh. my. god.

i am so sorry, this chapter took forever for me to finish. ever since school started, i've been bombarded with school works and papers and quizzes and all that stuff. i never had time to write or read or basically anything. even over the sembreak, i couldn't do this because, well, a lot happened these past few months.

everything was falling apart and i was so freaked up in the head, but i finally got back to my feet again.

thanks for sticking around.

all the love,

R

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