(essay)

The Moon. He called me ‘Moon’ because he thought ‘Sun’ was very ordinary for me. I accepted it and started shining brighter. “Your snowy glitter makes my heart thaw. Your cosmic remoteness takes my hands so close to you. I love you.” I’m so sorry I did it to you…

The crescent. She called me ‘Beast’ because she thought “Bitch” was very kind for me. I accepted it and started lying better. “Your crescent of the lie surrounds his heart till the full Moon kills him. Your greed for attention is darker than every night you spend together. I hate you.” I’m so sorry I did it to you…