It was quarter after one at night, she wakes up screaming drenched in her sweat with tears flowing down her neck. She kept screaming his name, kept weeping till she was alright.
She needed him there, but he was miles away.She knew the rest of the world was just a phone call away but her crippled heart kept bleeding for him, not for the world to make her feel alright.
The night owned her, the piercing pain kept her up all night.
Few hours down the line she puts her make up on, paints her nails red, picks her bag up and leaves like nothing happened in the night and she was all fit and fine.
In her head she knew that fairy tales don't always have a happy ending and life sought a darker way, she kept quiet and nobody did ever realize that moon no longer had the same value as it used to, because every night with the moon, followed the biggest nightmare of her life.
