*new moon;
i love you’s echo through the room. some may call this the honeymoon phase, but i believed it
was so much more. as your arms wrapped around me, i pictures more of our future.
waxing crescent;
you met my parents and i met yours, we were intertwining our families one by one. We started to fight, which meant our relationship was good, right?
first quarter;
first three months went by and i just about wanted to cry all the time. you came home late with lipstick on your face.
waxing gibbous;
why, why, why, why, why?
i cannot do this with you.
full moon;
i am so angry, so so angry. i screamed and scream, all you say is “i can explain” explain what? how you killed me.
waning gibbous;
i gave you an inch, but you took a mile. you will never regain my trust, but i love you.
third quarter;
i started talking to someone new and they told me to leave you. i wanted to give you one last chance.
waxing crescent;
i’m leaving soon, i saw you with her, i cannot do this anymore.
new moon;
i am made new again without the curse of you. i will be me again soon.*