I have moved so far away from you that I have become a myth, a lie I tell myself each time at day and night. He was the one true thing I had in my palm, as my parents. He had the key to every expressions in my face. Now his name make a smile at me in the chat box at the end, where it is unseen words, just to end the conversation. Inside there is a letters and words which tell the story about moon, how night after night the darkness carved at the pale curve of his smile until he became half the man he was. There are words that hurt him- one thing which I don't want to remind him again by saying it again and again. Like the shadow that lingers in the light, I can't separate myself from your memory. But there are some nights when I look up into the sky, and the moon is whole again will cute curve smile. Which created an immense smile within me with lots hope and happiness♥


~DSab