Watching from above

The sun stares hard at the physical work and the displayed kind, cruel, meager acts of two faced human race below. Inhaling the atrocities of people, sighing at the different roles everyone plays. 

Then the sun complains about it being the toughest job in this universe.

But the moon…the moon quietly goes through the misery, listening to the dirtiest of secrets and feeling the pain of heartbreak and unsaid loneliness of all..& then..

And then it melts away, silently drinking away the darkness from every awakened soul.