this is how i say i miss you
Somebody ate half the moon tonight..
It looks like a dinner plate perfectly broken in half..
I remember our moonless nights. We hurt our necks searching for that satellite, wondering when will it ever grace us with its presence.
we never held hands, or at least I don’t ever remember holding your hand. I cannot recall ever leaning my head on your shoulder or having your arm around me, much more being warmed by your embrace. We would just sit there side by side, mostly talking about anything and sometimes... sometimes enjoying the silence between us.
Many a night like this, I would look up and see the moon from where I stand - full, half, quarter, yellow, glowing, smiling - and I would think back on those nights that we sat contently together contemplating luna's visit.
I would smile. Half happy. Mostly reminiscing. And I would think to myself, I prefer those moonless nights with you, I like them much much more, much much more than these lonely moonlit encounters.
It looks like a dinner plate perfectly broken in half..
I remember our moonless nights. We hurt our necks searching for that satellite, wondering when will it ever grace us with its presence.
we never held hands, or at least I don’t ever remember holding your hand. I cannot recall ever leaning my head on your shoulder or having your arm around me, much more being warmed by your embrace. We would just sit there side by side, mostly talking about anything and sometimes... sometimes enjoying the silence between us.
Many a night like this, I would look up and see the moon from where I stand - full, half, quarter, yellow, glowing, smiling - and I would think back on those nights that we sat contently together contemplating luna's visit.
I would smile. Half happy. Mostly reminiscing. And I would think to myself, I prefer those moonless nights with you, I like them much much more, much much more than these lonely moonlit encounters.