Tell me A story
“Tell me the story
about how the moon loved the sun so much…
…that she died every night, just to let him breathe”
A twist on Hanako Ishii’s quote
She was the type to fall in love with the sun and everything that was beautifully unreachable. She’s not bubbly like the sun, for life has brought too much sorrow. A sensitive soul that experienced too much before it was ready, her smile no longer reaches her eyes.
“Can you truly smile again after such sadness?” she asks, “can you light up the day like the sun?”
Headband: Kmart | Dress: IXIAH | Shoes: Aldo
I’m not a bubbly person. I am complex, deep and sometimes withdrawn and because of this, I wouldn’t say I could be described as bubbly all the time. Yes, I feel happiness, excitement and all those feelings, but overall I am more melancholic.
I think everyone feels these kind of insecurities every so often and as corny as it sounds, you just have to accept being you and focus on the positive things you can bring to someone’s life. So instead of shining like the sun for everyone, I muster up whatever light I have and shine like the moon for the special people in my life, quietly in the background to light up their darkest hours.
And hopefully that is enough.
How do you confront your insecurities?
