“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” ” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright.
Sometimes, you just can`t tell anybody how you really feel. Not because you don`t know why. Not because you don`t know your purpose. Not because you don`t trust them. But because you can`t find the right words to make them understand.