So many parts of me are stories from you
you use to look at the night sky and sigh
my moon you would say
my moon you would squeal
that small glance
it brought so much delight
now i say it
only a sad smile
I know you can see it too
like a cheesy cliche line form a movie
but it's your moon
not matter how far away you are
I hope your moon is still bright
cause once upon on a time
your happiness would reflect and make the moon shine
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