Dear Moon,
I'm addicted.
It helps me get through it all.
Like mum.
She drinks her sorrows away.
While I cut them away.
I've forgotten true happiness.
I just know the difference between deep depression and being emotionless.
Truth be told I want the hurting to end.
But I deserve all this.
Love Ashley.
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Selenophile
Short StoryDear Moon, I've discovered there's a name for me. Selenophile (n) Someone who loves the moon. It fits me perfectly. I do love you, why wouldn't I? When dad left, I also lost mum, mentally. So I've became alone, until I began to talk to you. Yes, I k...
