I WAS THE SUN ,
SHE WAS THE MOON.
HE?
HE WAS SELENOPHILE 🌙
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How can I blame him for liking the moon who is sweet , pretty and calm and not the sun who Just Burns the eyes of those who dares to look at it !
But what's my mistake if I'm the sun and not the moon ? I'm sun , does this mean I don't deserve love?
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I still remember being seven, so excited about my birthday. I ran to my dadi and said, "This year, I’ll turn eight!" hoping she’d share my excitement. But instead, she looked at me, shocked.
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