The Pages of Their Journal

Eclipse

"The people really love to see us hugging, don't they?" the moon speaks as she hugs the bright sun.

The people are going outside wearing sunglasses, excited of this wonderful event that only happens once in a blue moon.

The sun sighs and agrees. "It is such a rare event to see, my love. They are our fans. They love to see us hugging.

"If our love is a story, they will be our readers. They will certainly love our love story."

The moon stops speaking. Her emotions are filled by anxiety.

"However, they cannot see our real love." she speaks as tears start to form in her eyes. "They can only see the sweet side. They don't see the conflict between us."

The sun smiles in pain. His heart doesn't cease to beat fast. "Yes, I suppose. They love our relationship. They celebrate when we hug, when we kiss. But during those times that we hug, they forget that we are actually far from each other."

The moon nods. "We are far. And we cannot do to make ourselves near to each other."

"Yes..." The sun stops.

"We are million kilometers away, but still our love dominates."