twelve

she ran home, crying her heart out. she couldn't care less what others thought of her that moment.

she opens the door as she reaches home. her heart throbbing, her vision blurred with all the tears and with her mind a mess, she, again saw her mother by the kitchen where she usually found her, smiling through her tired eyes.

this time she runs to her mother as she wanted to feel her embrace after so long. she just wanted to hug her and feel her presence, it would make her feel better. she runs, crying, regretting every single moment of that day. all this time she wished for a chance to live that day again. if she could, she would have lived it entirely differently.

but past can never be undone. what a person does, he must bear the fruit of it. no one can ever turn back time and make everything right. if they could, the word 'regret' would be a useless word to exist.

she missed her mother a lot, so much that she wished she could take her heart out and not feel the emptiness inside.

but as soon as she opened her arms to feel her mother, she disappeared and luna fell to her knees, sobbing. everything hurt her that moment. her lungs, her suffocation, her emptiness, her loneliness, her unrequited love, her hanahaki, her existence.

the next day she wakes up, her eyeslids felt heavy, but it wasn't anything new. she gets up and she looked at herself in the mirror. she was as always disgusted by what stood in front of her. she looked through her tired eyes, empty eyes. tangled, messy hair. exhaustion was coming out of her. she shakes her head and walks in the kitchen.

drinks water and sat on the couch, tired. it was weekend, nothing to do.

the bell rung and luna thought maybe it might be delilah and flora but when she opened the door, her heart dropped.

it was mona. her mother's closest friend.