Once a river that never stopped flowing.
Every night, it followed the moon's reflection on the water.
The river loved the moon quietly, even though the moon was always far away.
No matter how many seasons passed, the river kept following it.
Through rain, storms, cold nights, and lonely days -it never gave up.
The river thought, "Maybe one day the moon will stay with me."
But one night, the river finally understood something painful.
The moon was shining for the whole sky, not just for the river.
It was never truly the river's to keep.
The river felt hurt, but it also felt tired from chasing something it could never reach.
So slowly, the river changed its direction.
Not because it stopped loving the moon, but because it finally learned that some things are not meant to stay.
Instead of chasing the moon forever, the river began flowing toward the sea - toward a new life waiting ahead.
And even though the river still remembered the moon sometimes, it no longer followed it.
Because even a river that never stops following...
can one day learn to leave too.
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