smutsucker69
The moon is such a beautiful illuminating presence, one that catches the eyes when it rises every night, I have never wished more for us to be looking at the same moon each night than once we were apart. To think that Plato predicted humans to find their other half, to only have onlookers rip you apart, torn like words off a page.
I believe you hate me and I'm relieved in that unwavering fact.
˚˚˚ A LETTER TO WHOM SHE WANTED TO REMAIN BUT NEVER DID ˚˚˚