My moon
My heart is yours through your phases
may it be cloudy and rains
My eyes is yours even if you're not within it
I'll feel you all through my nights
may it be cold or dreary
may it feel like a hurtful nostalgia
I will be with you
Even if my insomnia declines
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
My moon
My heart is yours through your phases
may it be cloudy and rains
My eyes is yours even if you're not within it
I'll feel you all through my nights
may it be cold or dreary
may it feel like a hurtful nostalgia
I will be with you
Even if my insomnia declines
To my Beloved Ara,
I survived my sleepless nights because of you :>
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