The first moment I saw her she appeared to be nothing more than a mere human. Wearing those ridiculous clothes, and for some reason or another made human males turn heads. Now that she's in the clothes Lord Aizen has provided, she resembles us. Us…shes nothing like us. A warmth that eliminates from her being makes this whole cold, desalinate world feel like its filled with sunshine. A sunshine that once made me cringe and sink into darkness with open arms, now haunts my every blink. I'm blinded by this feeling and if this wasn't bad enough…it's inside me and I can't make it go away.

The way she stares at the cold and unloving moon sends a frightening sadness within me. A ripple of pain will awaken inside of me and set off feelings I buried long ago. My arms want to hold her shoulders close to me and my nose to inhale her sweet scent.

I'm the moon and she is the sun.