Let's say it's a love story...
A story which is embided on every heart of the pure souls of the universe. The story of the soul and the moon. The story of eternity. They say the π and soul are ties together forever β₯οΈ. Well, come to think of it, we can say it's the truth. How? Umm... the purity of the soul is understood by the moon even when its not present, even when they are absent of the viewer's eyes , even when the thick blankets of clouds cover the precious moon from showing its light upon them. Even when it asks the sun for the light just to tell the soul that it's there. Just for the soul β¨οΈ. The moon will be forever debted to the sun for the light it shares , it won't ever get upset about the thibk blankets of the clouds to hide the π, or even the when the darkness consumes it. It always believes that the soul trust the moon and waits until it peeks from the sky just to sigh in relief that the soul understood it tooπ.
With this... the trust they have on each other... that's how they live for an eternity. The pure love story of the moon π and the soul β¨οΈ.
Ps: I'm the lover of the moon... with all it's phases its still the moon π. Ever beautiful π
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