talking to the moon about you.

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i sat in my room, tears rolling on my cheeks. i couldn't bring myself to you again, even though i'd promised to come and talk to you again someday.

i glanced out of my window. the crescent moon was hiding, behind some trees. it's as if she was observing me weeping over you.

i greeted her as a sad, slight smile appeared on my face.

i told her about you. how your hair sometimes goes on your face and you always shake your head. how you smiled when i complimented you. how we throw prolonged glances at each other, knowing it all wouldn't work out. at least not right now.

she had moved forward when i spoke about you. your pretty blue eyes, brown, short hair and your voice. it's as if she listened me talk about you. and at last, i asked her if she could show her beauty and grace to you. somehow tell you how much i still love you.

i adore you. i wish i could come back to you. and i promise, when there's a situation that makes it possible, i will. <3

 

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fun fact: this is a true story, i miss that guy so much i had to write something about him