What is love?
That's a question no one has the answer to, but we can make up stories. I've written love stories before, and one of them is about the sun and the moon. I decided to share it with you.
The sun rose, only to realize that he would spend a long day, without his moon. He loved the moon so much, so much that he gave up his time, to see her shine. She looked so beautiful, and he was sad they didn't see each other much. He spent his day watching people, and it was quite interesting. He could never quite hear them, but he enjoyed watching them far away. He slowly starting setting, letting his moon know, it was her time to shine. Tonight she would shine much brighter, for today she was full. Just like every night, right before he set, the moon would show. He was awed at her beauty, and just like every night, he would blow her a kiss, without her knowing. He loved her, so much, that he would never neglect the time she was supposed to shine. He loved to watch her, even though he knew she never payed attention to him.
