He loved her.
To those that knew, it was obvious, but to those that didn't, well, they simply didn't see the signs. Really, though, he loved her with his whole heart, with every piece of himself. Everything he did, he did for her.
And yet, they hardly saw one another. It was as though their lives were on complete opposite schedules. Still, he did what he could.
When he looked at her, she was radiant. Always glowing silver and fair, but never obscene in her beauty. She was perfect.
What he didn't realize, though, was that she would only glow beautifully when he could see her. He was the reason she shone. It was his light that caused hers. Perhaps he would never realize it. He was far too much in love to be reasonable, to see the reality.
She was the moon, and he the sun, and still he loved her like no one had ever loved before.
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