Moon //Matty Healy//

// I looked over to Matty, his frame was silhouetted silver against the soft light coming through the blinds. He noticed my attention and put his gaze upon me.
"Its beautiful." I ignored my voice cracking and the droplets forming in my eyes.
Matty took the melodica from in-between his lips and took a few deep breaths. He scratched the tip of his nose and looked through the open blinds. "I know."
I hurt ever so slightly.
"Do you ever get lost looking at something?"
I nodded, he didnt see me, but he continued.
"I get lost looking at the moon," he looked back to me, light shining through his eyes. "just like how I get lost looking at you."
I smiled softly from my little corner on the bed.
"Its silly, but I think I'll call this one moon." //

tw. suicide, drug use, vulgarity, sexual content