We used to look at the moon while holding each other's hands. Wondering and planning what will happen in the future. We spent most of our nights gazing at the moon above.
But that was what we used to do.
After you left, I promise that I will never look at the moon again nor take a glimpse of it.
I even put a curtain in my window just for it to cover the view of the moon from inside my room.
I hated the moon like how I hated you, because it reminds me of you, the things we do and everything we used to be.
I never looked at the moon again but wait...that was also a was.
Because right now, I am here at my window looking at the round, bright and spectacular moon sitting peacefully in the sky like how I looked at you back then.
Guess, I will never be able to stop myself from admiring the moon like how I cannot stop myself from loving you.
- confession of a wrecked selenophile
