moonglow

I was woken up by the dancing shadows on the floor. It was the tree kissed by a soft breeze lit by the moon. With its gorgeousness that stood out amidst the indigo sky,

breathtaking

hopeful

nostalgic



As the breeze once again filled my room there’s a different chill that pierced through me. Not scary but more of sadness. The sill night should have given me peace but all the more it made me realize something.

something I keep consciously hidden.

something I don’t want to tell my self.

Something true that I cannot accept.

You’re Gone.



The moon reminded me my paradox that even with its romance I feel more alone than I ever was and more hopeful of an unrequited love