The Moon was her messenger. Every night she would lie awake and let her lips form the words 'I love you'. She wished her whisper to be carried to The Moon. It would look down at her and seem to smile and she would smile back, thinking in the morning the message would be delivered to him and he would come and sweep her of her feet and return the love she unknowingly gave to him. But little did she know that the smile The Moon gave her was one of pity, because it knew that she would suffer the pain of realising she was no one to him. She was just another familiar face, one his eyes ran over as he looked for his girl, the one he talked to The Moon about every night.
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RandomThis will probably be just filled with random pieces of writing I wrote, forgot about, then found again somewhere. Everything is written by yours truly unless stated otherwise. Lots of Love <3 ~ anu_nu
