Aug 2018
hearing your voice,
a lump form in my throat and seeing you smile makes the world still.
my heart aches at the realization, once again, that you're in the sky.
my moon,
my stars,
my sun,
my everything,
i hope you're well.
a lump form in my throat and seeing you smile makes the world still.
my heart aches at the realization, once again, that you're in the sky.
my moon,
my stars,
my sun,
my everything,
i hope you're well.
i've been asked by friends and others why i call myself moon and it's because of my friend. as you can see, i write about him all the time. he's my moon, before i sleep i can look outside and see him there. i write for him. this is for him. so that's why i'm moon.
