In all honesty, the moon had loved the sun for as long as she lived. Who could blame her? The sun was bright and bubbly! Everything she could have wanted. Yet the moon was more saddened. Emotionless of sorts. The sun loved her as well but, it was forbidden. Theyre were days when they talked and laughed together, before the suns parents took it away for a while. Seperating the sun from the moon she loved oh so much.

Time seemed split now. A time where the sun was out, bright happy and bubbly. Sunny. And times where the moon was out. Dark and saddend. The sun would beg and beg to be allowed out at night.. Yet her mom wouldnt let her. And the moon couldnt cross into the suns bubbly times! She couldnt ruin that for the sun she loved so much.