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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The moon looks lonely tonight. Or maybe it always was. I don’t know. I never really noticed before. it always seemed so bright, so surrounded, so admired. How could something so full of light feel so alone, right? But tonight it feels different. Tonight, I see it. Or am i projecting? Maybe it’s not the moon that changed. Maybe it’s just me. You remember when I told you I talk to the moon about you? I still do. Every night. Not because I think it’ll answer, but because it stays. Because it listens. Because saying your name out loud still feels like breathing. Like letting the stars know you existed in me. And the stars get nosy, they blush and twinkle away every time i say your name. And I laugh, that stupid kind of laugh that sounds like crying if you close your eyes. You used to say if we ever laid under the stars together, my eyes would dim them. That I hold galaxies in my eyes. That I shine brighter than the moon itself. God, I didn’t believe you. But I wanted to. Because when you said it, for a second, I almost did. You made me feel like maybe I was something And I hate that, I still remember every word you have ever said like they got carved into my ribs. You made me feel like magic, but you, you are the spell. That I just cant break through. Honestly, maybe i don't want to. I wish we had that night on the grass. I wish I could’ve seen you beneath the same stars you said I outshone. While you whisper sweet nothings in my ear like you always do. And the moon looks lonely tonight, or maybe I'm just projecting again. Maybe the moon is the mirror I keep trying to find myself in. And still, I whisper to the night hoping It'd carry a piece of me to you.
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