Love what is love? One might say love is just something more than a like a lover or family. When someone says the word love I instantly think of you. I loved you and still do I often think about how gental your words where when you spoke to me and how I could feel and hear the emotions when you talked to me. I still hear your voice but your not speaking to me I hear you I want you to speak to me I would simply do anything for you to speak to me how you used to you're voice was so calming to me and made me feel safe. You still text me but not in the way you used to I wait days for a response not thirty seconds but thirty days and when you do it's simply a hi or bye not I miss you or I love you anymore the moon I was staring at the clouds moved over it simply a blur I could make our a small creasnt shaped blur but still beautiful I could still hear the owls how pretty the sound but when I wake they are now not talking to me and the moon is now completely vanished replaced by the sun I found the sun is pretty too I love the sun just as much as the moon but the moon will always be special to me you came with so many memories like the moon comes with many stars. The sun I have just met and is very sweet to me I have yet to find the rays surrounding it. You the moon will always make the night be bright and the sound of the owl always be remembered but I will look forward to seeing the sun more than the moon I will soon find the sun's rays and be warmed by the sun and the moon just a memory but still never forgotten.
