"The stars are so beautiful,"
I would say every single time,
As you and I went to gaze at the stars."I'm gazing at a star far more beautiful,"
You would reply daintily,
As you drifted your gaze upon me.I would turn red with a blush,
I would try to calm the butterflies in my belly,
And eventually, I would lean down and kiss you.You would then kiss me back,
And you would cover me with your warmth.
You would say the magical words, "I love you."I remember our nights together.
The evenings of happiness, warmth and love.
I remember them painfully well.I also remember that day.
It was Friday and the sky was crying.
Now I realize the tears were for my heart that was about to die."I want to break-up with you,"
You spouted straight,
As I drifted my stare to meet yours."Why? Did I do something wrong?"
I would ask that very cliché question.
It was the very first time I cried in front of you."I just don't feel the same way with you anymore,"
You replied, with a straight face,
Eyes steeled with conviction.I begged,
I cried,
I sobbed.But no matter how many tears,
No matter how many shrieks,
You still left me.I still remember that promise you broke,
That you would take me to the Moon,
That you would give everything for me.And now, for my one last goodbye,
I would like to have one final wish.
Please, take her to the moon for me.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...