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at night he'll spend it searching for the moon and the stars, but it was shadowed by the thoughts of her.
he'd cry internally, love was a memory that blinded him.
the stars and moon was only to comfort him in the meantime. with that removed, he seemed like a person in a box, surrounded by darkness.
though he seeks for a light, never to give up. he still seems that he cannot. soon enough he'll give up. but he keeps on reminding himself that it'll be okay.
and when he could see the moon and the stars, it was when she was in his arms. he could view everything, including the gloomy nights. his favourite was the half-moon.
he frowns, the half-moon is the reflection of him.
