A sad girl blog lamenting the loss of someone I’ll never get back and didn’t deserve.
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The Moon Drifts Through The Vast, Empty Sky,
The moon drifts through the vast, empty sky,
Its glow a mere whisper without the sun's touch.
In the stillness of night, it grieves a lost warmth,
A love now etched in fading stardust memories.
Each dawn, the absence deepens,
A reminder of shared light now gone.
The moon’s face, a canvas of silent yearning,
Traces ghostly paths where radiance once danced.
In its solitude, the moon sheds silver tears,
Heavy with the sorrow of endless nights.
The stars, cold and distant, offer no solace,
Their light lost in the vast emptiness.
The moon dreams of a distant reunion,
A fragile hope for warmth to pierce the chill.
Yet each night is a silent lament,
A mournful vigil for the sun that has gone away.
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The one who loves the moon, still loves it when it is not in the sky, when it might not be in front of their eyes. The love is still there.
