catch the moon

People. Somehow we're the same, we're causing people pain. Some stand to take the blame and some scramble to deny it. And some just run away, like nothing happened. Disguise in their gloomy coat and walk away on the windy day. They actually don't know what on earth is happening, they're just too busy wandering around on their little galaxy. Fearless or perhaps it's called 'unconscious'. They thought they're invisible, a bit naive. They're just nobody who have no reason being seen, unwanted, they thought. But 'thought' could be wrong.

But she is just a girl. She doesn't know about destiny but she's on her way to find what she is supposed to do in this quirky space. Seeking for the castle inside the black forest, for the truth behind the lies though she doesn't know what truth is. But she loves that atmosphere, when the scent of pines blows into her lung, perhaps it's called 'peace'. She'd better run before it's going to be dark. Take the fishing tackle, choose the best cup, and let the wind show her the way. It feels like she's gonna catch the moon. No one could stop her.