GoodNight, Light

It's a life content.

Full of anguish and bereavement life

How can you handle a life with melancholy ambiance everytime you're looking back about how you grew up?

for the 7th year of existence, heart filled with happiness, like someone pour a love from an empty cup.

A brother like- buddy, Lunar. He save me from sadness- its like a serotonin dose, a happy pill, a family like. The moon, rise to light up the dark skies.

When i was a kid, i badly wanted to grow up fast, thinking it's the best life i'd ever have. As the year passed by, it's about you've slowing understand the life. At the age of 21, maturity hits, the life i've imagine, -never been the same of the kind-life i'm living.

How about your best buddy, slowly loosing the tie and connection between you two?

How... Can i lose that buddy? Who's always been right by your side, through darkness, handle's my attitude?

What if he's the one who decide to cut the strong bond tie?

I have the moon, always in my back. Always watching me from above.

"Even if your not here, i looked up on skies, because everytime my mind and heart screams your name. I looked up to the moon, and still tell the moon, my day"

"You, are my Moon."

Ps. This is not a perfect one, typo's and grammatical errors do exist. Also, this story may be vary, this is my first time to publish a on-going story. Comments and Votes are highly recommend:)