You only ever focus on the Sun,
Sadly, I was the Moon.
How can you look straight at her?
I'm the one who gave you light during your darkest moments!
All she ever did was burn you...
I love you.
I watched from the window as you kissed her neck. Oblivious of my presence.
"I love you, My Sunshine." You whispered to her.
I briskly turned around. A truck with the city stars approaching, fast.
I leapt to the middle of the road. Feeling free and smiling.
"I love you too, My grounded humanity."
KA-KRASH
BEEEEEPP
I don't know whether the end was that of the heart monitor or the truck's horn.
Anyway, to my readers. Please do not try this. You are well loved. I'm not saying this to withheld the guilt I would hold if any of you dare tried this.
I have a different perspective in love. And that, you are created with another half. And no, don't be stubborn bitch and say that that unrequited love with that bastard is your other half.
Okay, let me continue. You are not created without another half. So don't die from your broken heart nor let depression take over.
Sincerely, Author,
WE LOVE YOU
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ChickLit"You only ever focus on the Sun. Sadly, I was the Moon." We all know, what we read tends to affect what we think, or what we dream (day-dream) about. For example, if you read something funny; you'd either be really funny or your day-dreams will be...
