“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” ” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright.
All the time. Why is it that you are the one I want to comfort me when you are the one that has caused all the pain? Or I want a hug from someone I haven't met yet. Neither is feasible! - Hug me. I will try to help you feel better.