I stood there alone on the road, rain splashing bitterly upon my cheeks, appearing as tears, but really just a sign of spite and hatred. I watched him walk away, his feet splashing in the cold water puddles. His dark, wet hair shone in the dim twilight of the evening.

I hope he was happy. Breaking my heart, leaving me horrified and angered on a city street in London. He didn't care. He never cared. He seemed so.. perfect. His gorgeous looks, his charming personality and smile, his everything. Bravery, honestly, love, all of it!

I may be as weird as they come, but I have a heart too. Or had a heart, seeing as I gave it to him and he crushed it into a thousand tiny little pieces. Yeah, some heart.

I slowly turned around so I faced the opposite direction. I sighed once more, and walked away from the spot where my life had changed forever.

The heavy drops splashed against my already wet blonde hair. I ripped off the ring he had given me just two weeks ago on our one-month anneversary. I let the silver clatter against the cold, hard concrete.

My eyes found their way to the black sky. Though clouds were covering the majority of the stars, I spotted one tiny star, a celestial being for the whole world to see. Sometimes I wished to be a star. To shine bright all the time, without any worries or stress. Just to stay there in the beautiful twilight my whole life.. what a joy that would be. A star wasn't stressed and angry. Stars were always just.. there. And seemingly happy.

At that moment, I had a realization. I didn't need him to make me happy. I didn't need to be a star to be happy. There would always be stress and hardships in one's life, but that's what made the happy and joyful times seem so special.

I could forget about him and focus my life on having an amazing career, wonderful times, loyal friends, and if I ever find someone else, love.

I started to laugh. At about the most innapropriate time to laugh, too! I laughed hysterically and nearly fell to the ground. I skipped off to my house which was only two blocks or so away from where I had stood. I didn't have the urge to look back at him once.

Now, I could just be happy and satisfied with life, and just be me, Luna. All thanks to the small celestial being.

A/N; Really short and rushed, but oh well. I was bored and I had this idea. It's pretty obvious who 'he' is. ;D Revieww.

-Imagine