The best kept secret

Every night, she would gaze out of her window at the radiant moon and a sigh would escape her lips.

It was in those moments when she allowed herself to love him silently, irrationally and magically, turning her heart into a whirlwind of emotions.

She loved him beyond the sunset, beyond where the sun rested to give way to the night dreams that embraced her feelings.

She loved him with every fibre of her being, with a desire that conspired against the unbridled beating of her chest.

In the solitude of her bedroom, tears of love ran down her cheeks, nourishing the illusion of one day having him in front of her, of being able to touch him, to kiss his lips in an endless longing squeeze.

It was a unique love that she jealously guarded. A frenzy that lived in her deepest dreams, in the silence of her soul in love.

A feeling that threatened to overflow her if she didn't find a way to express it soon.

Maybe the next time the moon rose imposingly in the sky, she would find the courage to reveal her best kept secret.

Until then, she would continue to love him in silence, under the cover of the complicit night.