„The moon keeps secrets the sun cannot bear.
Bad omens are bestowed upon me
they hold all their despair.
Deep into the night, the shadows arise,
where darkness and coldness
rule over the light.“
„But under your eyes I discovered new shades of blue,
you always look paler when the moon shines on you.
And somehow the cruelty finds an easy way in,
when the last golden glimpses fade from your skin.
Yet I know it‘s the curse that the wind always whispers,
when memories linger in forgotten corners.“
„But behind my closed eyes-
they are revived.
I tried to hide in the sunlight,
but it‘s too pure for my kind.
It‘s woven within me
with seams through my veins,
so that whenever I bleed, the lunar eclipse begins to reign.“

In the quiet spaces between breaths, I wonder if time remembers the things I’ve forgotten.
Maybe it can picture all the wildflowers I walked past
the sand castles I built at the beach
all the sunsets I begged to behold for forever
and then couldn’t envision a week later anymore
maybe it listens to the words of my mother,
humming her lullabies when I was too scared to sleep
maybe it knows that it holds something of mine
but keeps it from me
But it might dream of forgetting
cursed to hold all the memories, hopeless to break free