when the moon
takes place
on the night sky
I instantly think of you.
maybe because your surface
seem so light,
like a magical
shine all over you.
but the thing is
I know inside that
bright moon,
there is so much
bleeding scars
from the past. from
a time in your life
when everything
was supposed to be
all magical free.
a simple star
can probably not
take all that away.
but a star always
makes the sky
prettier,
less lonely.
the lost star and the moon.
maybe we could light up
the whole night sky together.