Hits Different

An Epistolary.

Midnight. That's when I found my escape, my quiet sanctuary. It was my way of coping-a time when the world fell silent, and I could let my guard down. I'd pour my heart out to the stars, spilling secrets the moon would keep. The gentle glow of the night sky made me feel alive, as if the universe itself understood me.

But then, one night, everything changed. Someone appeared beside me. At first, it felt like fate-a mix of joy and comfort. We shared the quiet, the stars, and maybe even a little piece of our souls. For a while, it was perfect. He became my companion, my solace.

Until the moment he looked at me and said, "My love for you is a lie."

It was a whisper, but it shattered everything. Midnight hasn't been the same since. It hits different now.

An Epistolary
Written by
solixlus

Start: 01/08/2025
End: 01/26/2025