Once upon a time, there came two friends who were courageous as knights in shining armor, both very loyal to each other. They would do anything and everything, even if it were the impossible.
They were like puzzle pieces that completes one another, like a body working together, friends that needed each other.
So, when the other got sick, the other one was completely devastated. He shed tears worth an ocean for his friend, had watched his friend grow weaker and weaker as days went by.
He felt completely useless despite feeling like he could conquer the world when everything was still pretty and beautiful.
The world he saw now was nothing but cruel.
He cried:
'Why is my friend on death's door, knocking?'
'Why has this happened?'
'To me and to my friend out of all people?'
He had searched day and night for a cure. Had searched high and low for his friend who was slowly dying.
His friend saw his despair and had wanted to do something. Desperation filled his friend. To the point where his friend had slowly reached his hand and said: 'My dear one, end my suffering.'
The man weeped and held her hand tighter. 'I cannot let you go yet. Never leave me. Promise me that.'
She smiled. A very gentle and soft smile that always reminds him that life was truly beautiful and that it should be loved.
Now, life for him was just a havoc, chaos hidden behind those beautiful memories and would just blend in with the world's beauty.
'If you would end mine, I'm sure it would end yours as well.' His friend uttered, blood dripping on her lips as she tried to smile despite her shallow breaths and trembling self.
Her friend looked for a cure. He looked high and low, day and night, everyday until exhaustion forces him to be lulled asleep.
It wasn't until he did found one.
At what costs though?
He defied laws of nature.
She was supposed to die.
He was supposed to be left alone.
He had lost his memories of her.
Death was supposed to have her, death was supposed to take her life, death was supposed to make him alone, filled with grief and loneliness and sadness until it consumes him to his doom, but he had took his friend away from everything.
Because of that, death took something from him as well. Something that was precious to him, something he had needed but never thought of it.
It was his memories.
And the lady had cried an ocean for her friend for he had forgotten her and had left her to face the world by herself.
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Selenophilia
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