The lonely moon (Silver x reader)

"Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light"

That's what you'd told him on that faithful December night and as the chilly winter wind whipped past his face so hard he thought his cheeks would bruise from its lashing icy fingers, Silver found himself thinking back to the moment when you'd parted ways for the last time all that time ago, when you'd said that both the Johto and Kanto regions had nothing more to offer you and that you'd be departing for Sinnoh soon, his mood had been the same then as it was now, angry and utterly miserable. His eyes glazed over with unfalling tears as he gazed out into the frozen landscape; cold silver orbs scanning the fading light of the ashen sky for that one piece of you that he had left, the star that the two of you had met under, trained under, grown close together under and eventually, parted under. His heart sank as it failed to emerge within his vision and instead, his tired eyes met with the melancholy gaze of the moon. Its hue matched that of his eyes, as well as the emotion that had dwelled behind them since you left him under its misty glow -lonely and empty without the precious star that had once brightened his dreary existence. Why hadn't he insisted on going with you? Why had you left him behind after all that you two had experienced together? And why of all things, did he have to part with you over an argument?

The tears flowed freely now as Silver dropped to his knees, guilt and remorse overwhelming his quivering form.

"Please _____..." Another gust of wind rushed through the air, smothering his angry sobs and snatching the thin woollen scarf away from him, neck bare and heart barer still, the lonesome moon without its glistening stars,

"I need you to make me whole again"