crystallinesolid
The indistinct sound of waves crashing on the shore jarred her from her memories. Memories of love and of happiness. Memories of his touch and his kiss and his love.
Where had he gone? Why did he go? Did he not love her anymore? Were all his promises broken forever?
I wish I was the moon. Its light, its radiance.
Its innocence.
I miss my innocence. It was my life. And now all i have is the moon.
And it hurts.
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