The Moon and The Sun

The Moon. Her dark brown hair hung over her tan skin, hiding her face. Her words were interesting. With her head down I wanted to get closer to hear...No to feel the story. I turned around, not caring see if I stared. She said the funniest thing, who knows what it was? I laughed until I looked back at her, meeting her eyes. I thought, She wants to hide in the dark.

The Sun. She flipped her golden hair and looked at me. Her smile grew wider and I was amazed. She lit up the whole room in two seconds. I finished my story. She laughed, it was natural, it cracked and roared and weezed a little. She grabbed her chest and sat up straight, composing herself. All I could think was, she's as bright as the Sun.

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Two friends, Felicity and Chelsea, go through separation anxiety when one moves away with her boyfriend and the other gets a new...person of interest.

These best friends are miles away but they always find their way back to the sky.