she told me

-she told me that the moon comes out during the day sometimes, and when it does it reminds her of the day she fell in love, so caught off guard by the way his eyes consumed her every being. and that his laugh was the most comforting sound. she told me that the moon hides behind the clouds some nights and it reminds her of the night her heart burned through her chest, and when she looked into his eyes she saw only black, when she was supposed to see brown. and every day she would find herself on the bathroom floor heaving up nothingness. she told me that the moon hides half of itself sometimes and that it reminds her of how she left part of herself with him. and that she will never get those pieces back. sometimes it feels as if she is only halfway living, as if the other half has withered away. she told me that sometimes the world becomes dark, and on those days she finally feels free, because there is no moon to remind her of her first kiss, first dance, first love. there was no moon to remind her of the way he would look at her with those eyes, as if everything she was, everything she had become was perfect. and there is no moon to remind her that he is now just an empty shadow on the wall. that he had become something you hope to roll over to on the bed and somehow bump into, even though you know hes gone, and hes been gone. but somehow you cannot let go. she told me that she only talks about the stars now, because they remind her of how many times she will smile in the future. and that there are so many seconds, minutes, days that she is able to breathe. sometimes, she said the only thing left to smile about is being alive-

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[Ardra]

i loved the way you have compared each stages of moon to the love life, good one ..
especially those who love moon and have been in love and lost them can relate it too well...