I Only Told The Moon
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Last published Sat, May 15, 2021
I remembered vividly how I'd react and giggle everytime our arms brushed.
How I look at you from afar and imagine that you are within reach and I can easily grasp.
I hoped and wished to the cosmos miles away from me, from us,
that they would rewrite themselves;
Turning hindrances to dusts.
You made me. You... broke me?
No, I broke myself for you.
I told you how I loved you.
But only the moon heard the things running in my head.
And now, faithless, my heart's dead.
I only told the moon then that you're the reason why...
why I'm currently living and why I'm about to die.
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