I saw the moon tonight.
And whilst everybody was looking for the color changes,
The 'once in a blue moon',
I noticed outlines on it.
And when it became clearer,
Will you imagine my surprise when I realize its your face?
Smiling at me from miles away?
It was almost like a mirror image.
I haven't stopped looking at the moon since.
I haven't stopped loving the moon since.
I always loved you a little more everyday, anyway. ❤️
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