Inside My Mind

She Was The Sun, I Was The Moon

"It was the fire I felt inside me when she touched me that got me to look at her like she was the Sun and I was the cold moon. It was the way my heart skipped a beat when I heard her laugh. It was the way she looked at me like I was the stars in the sky, but she was my sky. Losing her felt like when my brother died except worse. She was still out there somewhere moving on and being happy. And I was here pretending I never cared and like it doesn't phase me."-Briannie Kay Durke