Life asked Death, Why do people love me, but hate you? Death responded, Because you are a beautiful lie, and I'm a painful truth. A truth we must all face. So why be afraid of it? Live life fully cause we never know today may be the last
“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.