Written at 3 A.M. It seemed like a good Idea at the time.

The farm boy is never really appreciated, until that one moment that the wind catches his hair in that perfect way, and the princess falls in love with him. But the one who is really not appreciated is The Wind.
The Wind howls and moans with the pain of its loneliness, and none listen. It throws fits to get atention, hurling trees and debris everywhere. Alas it ends in futility. But once long ago there was a boy who heard The Winds pleas and responded.
"Wind why do you cry this way?" The boy asked
"Because I am alone." The Wind replied
"You are not alone, you've got many around you"
"Yes, but none to be called friend."
"But what of the clouds you gently push across the clear blue sky, and the trees whose leaves you sway ever so tenderly? Can neither be called friend?" The boy inquired.
"Alas the clouds wish not to be bothered, and the trees want not to be disturbed. I wish I could not exist, then I would no longer be called nuiscance." The Wind howled with sadness.
"Nay!" The boy called. "I wish you would stay! I will be your friend. I may not be much, but I will always provide you with someone who will listen."
"You? You would befriend such a nuiscance?"
"I befriend no nuiscance, but someone who can be near when I feel so alone."
The Wind thought this over.
"I would be pleased to call you friend." The Wind finally replied.
And as time passed The Wind and the boyu continued to be friends and keep one another company in the loneliest of times. Until one night the boy became ill, and could no longer speak with The Wind. The Wind howled, hoping he would be well soon. But the time dragged on, not even those who claimed divinity could cure the boy. The Wind began to howl and moan in his sadness once more. To his surprise, the wind heard a voice respond.
"Why do you weep so, Dear Wind?" the girls voice asked.
"I have but one friend, and he no longer hears me." The Wind responded.
"Why can he no longer hear you?" The girl asked tenderly.
"I know not. Only that he is ill, and bed ridden."
"Oh my! That's awful. I am sorry wind... May I see him?" The girl asked.
"Yes." The Wind replied and showed her the way to the boys house.
The girl walked to the boys side and gently asked.
"How may I aid you?"
The boy seemed confused.
"I do not believe you can, I apologize for wasting your time." He replied
"You have not wasted my time. I merely came to ask why you no longer speak with The Wind. Surely you still hear him."
The boy held his tongue a moment before speaking.
"Yes, I still hear THe Wind. But the wind cannot fill what I feel in my heart. I felt so lonely, even when The Wind and I spoke. I knew not what to do, and quickly lost hope to feel happiness." The boy said, as his face filled with shame.
The girl thought for a moment before standing the boy up.
"Come with me." She said.
The boy followed her outside, where she pointed to the moon.
"So few realize the moons beauty. Yet it continues to light our nights. The stars continue to come out with the moon as well, that is because they love it." The girl said, then stood on her toes and gave the boy a kiss. "I'll be your star" she said. "I love you."
The boy held the girl in his arms, and his heart no longer felt lonely.
"I'm so sorry Wind." The boy said. "Can you ever forgive me?"
"There is nothing to be forgiven my friend." The Wind said happily.
The wind blew perfectly through both of their hair.
"Thank you Wind. And I'll never leave you again" The boy promised.
And he never did.