Getting older

From that day on I didn't see her for a long time, she had disappeared into thin air and I had fallen into a long, never-ending depression. Nothing would have lifted me up, only Luna could do something about it, but she was no longer there.
The days passed, then the months and finally the years. I was 18 when one day I heard a noise towards the window, I stood still wondering what it was, then the memories began to resurface and I immediately threw myself to the window. It was there that the moon was shining, but there was no trace of Luna, there was only a pigeon that was flying in the air a little shabby. No way, that day wasn't the right one, I started to cry desperately.
"LUNA, WHERE ARE YOU, I MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!"
My mother came into the room and saw me crying like a child. She tried to get closer to me, while I was in bed under the covers with my face buried in the pillow.
"Honey what's happening to you? Who is Luna? look, the moon is there, it's out there."
My mother didn't understand that I was talking about Luna and not the moon, but being Italian she didn't understand that I was referring to a person and not to the satellite orbiting the earth. I was desperate and I even pushed my mother to get her away, she didn't get offended or angry, she left the room saying to me softly:
"Dear son, don't cry, if you have any problems just ask me."
A few days passed and I stopped going to school. I stayed in bed crying all the time, leaving the room only to eat and do my business.
This depression didn't seem to stop, every day that passed I was sadder and sadder, one day I screamed out the window, as if I was in a panic:
"LUNA, WHERE DID YOU GO???!!!"
My screams were useless but I always tried every night at 10:00 PM which I remembered was the time we saw each other every day when we were still together.
My friends even came home to try to console me, but it was all useless.
I didn't want to live anymore if she wasn't there anymore, but I didn't want to die either.
I was a shame, wanting to die but being too afraid to do it.
What could I do? I wanted to see her, even if it's the third time I've said it, I wanted to see her like never before. My room was covered in used handkerchiefs and my crying didn't stop for a second. You could say I was the most desperate person in the world.

“Have we done it yet?”
This question really surprised me, maybe she didn’t remember how long ago we met and so she had no idea that we just kissed without dirty stuff.
“Actually, no. We were 15, don’t you remember?”
“Oh… I didn’t know, sorry… Well, we’re grown up now…”
This sentence wasn’t something she would have said, sure, 3 years had passed, but I didn’t expect her to change so much, from my point of view.
“Luna, what do you mean? Would you like to do it now? Are you sure? Doesn’t it seem wrong? You just met a guy whose name you don’t even remember and you want to do it?”
“I wouldn’t mind, didn’t you say yourself that we were a couple?”
Of course, I had changed too, I looked at dirty things and touched myself, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it so suddenly. But she climbed down from the edge of the window and lay down on the bed, stretching her arms and legs.
“So? Are you going to just stand there or are you going to sleep with me?”
For some reason, even though her new personality was very different, I was still attracted to her. I was crazy about her, I couldn’t help but think about her now being in my bed.
She forcefully carried me to the bed and started caressing my cheek smack.
She gave me a kiss on the lips and from there I knew it was still her underneath. That day my parents were out for dinner and they were going to stay out late, so I took this opportunity on the fly. I hugged her and then kissed her again and again, she started to take off my pants and I started to feel her ass. Luna’s naked body was something divine, straight out of a dirty book of models. I listened carefully to the sweet noises she made.
Her breasts were very soft and firm, my hands and her breasts were becoming one.
Her thighs were the best pillows in the world and her face remained soft and sweet even after twisting and making those wonderful erotic noises.
I would like to continue writing what I saw but I don't want to because I feel obliged to keep secret what happened that night. It was an incredible feeling, I lost my virginity and she lost hers too. The dirty stuff went on for about half an hour, being the first time neither of us knew what to do. Once finished we rested on the roof looking at the stars and chatting.

The next day, however, I waited all night for Luna to arrive, but she didn't come.
Another 2 days passed and finally she arrived, my heart was racing, I still had in mind what we had done last time. She came into the room and said to me:
“I'm so sorry but I didn't remember where you lived.”
I was very confused, how is it possible that she could forget about this house, she used to come here all the time and 3 days ago she came here because something told her to do so, according to her. I didn't understand how it could be possible, but I avoided asking her.
Like in the old days, she took my hand and led me out the window, but this time, the invisible path didn't form. I tried again and again to put my foot in the air but I couldn't find any ground to stand on, Luna looked at me perplexed.
“What are you trying to do?”
This question petrified me, she was no longer able to walk on air?
“Do you want to jump off the roof? Look, here is the ladder I used to come to you.”
I was incredulous, this absurdity was not possible.
“Excuse me, but can't you walk on air anymore?”
“Walking on air? Are you out of your mind? And how should I do it?”
I was dejected and instead of persisting with the question, I followed her. We walked around the usual places, like the castle, which was now gray and full of graffiti made by vandals. At a certain point, while we were walking around the stalls, Luna saw something she really liked. She ran through the crowd to reach a chocolate-themed stand, I tried to follow her but the crowd was too much. When I got to the stand, she was gone, I turned left and right, but I couldn't find her anymore. And luckily or unluckily I saw the time, it was after one, so it was obvious what had happened, Luna was simply… Wait, what happens to Luna every time it gets to be one in the morning? Why does this question only come to me after so many years? I shouted her name in vain and then went home.
I anxiously slept, even if a little, I was worried about her, but above all I wondered.
“How the hell did she walk on air? Why does she disappear at 1 am?”
So many questions without an answer. Another 5 days passed but Luna still didn’t show up, I was starting to think that she was just a figment of my imagination.
Was it real or not? What happened between me and her, did it really happen?

She was different but I always remained in love with her as if she were the perfect girl for me, as if a daydream, a girl just out of someone's imagination. I really think that girl was in my head. That time my father saw me with Luna he didn't say anything about her and didn't even look at her, He was just looking straight into my eyes. That time there was a person who saw us and chased us, it was my father, who was chasing me while I was running through the streets with my imaginary friend. All this time I did nothing but imagine.
When night fell I still anxiously awaited Luna's arrival, who luckily did. I had the most serious look of my life as I stared at her. Luna felt shot by my withering gaze and asked stammering:
“I-is something w-wrong?”
“Tell me the truth… You don't exist, right?”
“I am what you desire most, but… lately well… you're fading away.”
“You mean my imagination is fading, right?”
“Well… Yes.”
That yes was so sad, I was almost on the verge of tears but I sighed and said:
“You are exactly the girl I fell in love with. Ha ha ha.”
I was ready to say goodbye one last time, but first I had to console her, tears were pouring out of her like waterfalls. I hugged her tightly and started to cry too. This was a sad goodbye like those in the movies. I gave her a kiss on the forehead and said:
“This could be farewell, but it could also turn out to be goodbye. I don’t know if I’ll remember you or what we did together, one thing is for sure, I love you Luna.”
“But I don’t want to leave you, I want to have you forever.”
“I would like that too but it doesn’t depend on me or you. I hope to see you again one day.”
“No, don't say that, it’s obviously a farewell!”
She cried like never before, I stroked her head while I thought back to every adventure we had together. I held back the tears like a real man would, but inside I was dying of sadness. The following days, in the evening I looked at the moon so as not to forget Luna, who I never saw again. I wasn’t depressed, looking at the moon reminded me of her and so I smiled again and so I continued my life looking at the moon.