I've never known of greater hurt than craving something you never had.
I yearn for things that my imagination creates.
Would I have ever truly experienced anything if not for my head?
Maybe I can conjure something up to be less alone.
I might be the moon, forever chasing the sun, but the moon is never truly alone.
It has the stars.
Maybe one day,
a star will dare come close enough.
And maybe one day,
I won't feel so alone.
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Word count- 74
Published July 19, 2024
