i want to feel wanted. i want to be admired as the moon reflects my faults and flaws with its shimmering light that most people find beauty in. you saw the shadows. showing all of your mistakes, directing you to want them to disappear. they tried controlling you like a puppet. only you made me the puppet instead. i was the puppet of your own shadow. you took me by my strings because i was too delicate to walk on my own. when you saw the moon reflect your mistakes, you thought messing with me would fix them. you broke me. now even the beautiful moonlight that i once found beautiful cannot fix me.
