The Moon Falls into My Arms

A topic is trending online.

#OurFirstPhotoTogether#

One post has earned a ton of likes.

[Just so I could take a photo with him, I took pictures with every senior who was graduating that year.]

[I didn’t dare get too close.]

[Only later did I learn that his girlfriend had dumped him because she looked down on him for being poor. That’s when I dared to start chatting with him.]

[Now we’re married, he’s landed a high-paying job, and the house and car are both in my name.]

The accompanying photo is blurry, but you can still tell that both the man and woman are very attractive.

The comments are full of people saying they’re swooning and that it’s so sweet.

Some people gleefully ask if his ex-girlfriend must regret it now.

Others chime in, saying that if she was a gold digger, she must have ended up with some rich old man.

Furious, I kick the sleeping man beside me.

“Wake up! Someone’s calling you an old man!”