Secret love is a person's eternal life.
He was diagonally in front of me at a forty-five degree angle.
I hung on every word he said.
I picked up his crumpled scrap paper.
I hid a piece of chocolate he gave me.
He goes west and I go east.
He didn't look back.
Moonlight didn't answer the question.
It just shines.
Intention: "The moonlight doesn't answer, but it shines on everyone who I love seriously."
