A Moon Between Us

She was my moon. Brilliant, untouchable, and never truly mine.
At university, She and I spent our nights beneath the sky, where science met poetry and love was written in constellations. She knew the reason I loved the moon was because of her. And for a while, it felt like we were meant to orbit each other forever.

But love doesn't always mean staying.

One day, she began to slip away like an eclipse I couldn't stop, like a comet destined to disappear into the vastness of space. And I was left with nothing but unanswered questions and a heart that still beat in her absence.

Years later, I still write about the moon. Because even after all this time moonlight remains.

A story of love, loss, and the quiet kind of heartbreak that lingers like the phases of the moon. 🌙✨