The moon
The moon is what we share
The moon sees both of us
Without saying a word
It must be hard
The moon
The moon saw me awake
When I was supposed to be asleep
The moon saw my eyes too open
When I needed them shut
The moon
The moon is witnessing
Every night, my sadness
The moon will tell you if you ask her
If you don’t believe me
The moon watches me
When I sleep and when I think
The moon hates when I
Close my blinders
And switch off the lights
Because she can’t watch me
The moon
The moon has always been there for me
Did you?
The moon is the only thing
Between our cities
The moon will caress me with her soft light
So, I can sleep
And forget about you
This was written by our contributing writer, Haizea Valenti.
Image Source: Unsplash, Mieke Campbell
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