Lies. Everything is nothing but lies. His embrace. His words. His caress. His kisses. His love. Everything is a lie. He is like a moon at night. He'll shine my darkest hour, but will eventually leave me in the morning. He is like a cold night breeze that will only last for a while. But just like the moon, fate will lead him back to me. The breeze will still come back. Over and over again until fate will finally make him stay.