Dear Ashton

Dear Ashton XXIII

Dear Ashton,

         I had fun riding the ferris wheel. Going through ups and downs was hard. But it was fun though especially when there is someone by your side.

✔ Go to a carnival
✔ Ride a Ferris Wheel
✔ Ride a roller coster

         And I need wish that “someone” is you.

         We laughed and laughed and and talked as the wheel goes up, revealing a beautiful sight. The sun, going down; creating shades of yellow and orange in the blue seas. Perfectly blended.

         I said I love the sunset. But you said you love the moonlight more.

         "Why do you love the sunset?"

         "Because it's like some of the people" i say "it sets when the nighttime comes. It sets when darkness begins. We're all just sunsets. We feel dead in our darkest days. We feel invisible. But the truth is, we're still alive." i pause. "We're just in a different place, different world. Like our imaginary world full of hapiness and joys. And then we never want to go back"

         "Well that's deep"

         "What about you, why do you love the moonlight?"

         "I love the moonlight probably because people can be moonlights too. Giving light to people in the darkest hours of their lives. Providing people the light they need when the sunshine is not around." you said,, " but the sad part is that the moonlight is just like a 'substitue' to the sunshine. We just need it during the darkest hours but we never appreciate the true beauty of it. Like people do."

         "They just use people as their moonlight when their sunshine is gone"

         "But will never love them as much as they love the sunlight"

         I was speechless, too caught up in your words. Have you ever experienced that Ashton? Because I know you do. You can never say something about a thing unless you didn't get to experience it your own. 

         "Oh" is all i could manage to say

-Sammie