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He held my fragile hands into his, and squeezed them gently. His sky-blue eye's sparkles in amidst the dusk.
"Tell me," he whispered as he take a glimpse at the star. "Do you still love me?"
Something was swimming in my vein; I suppose it was fear. Alot of questions started to roam inside my head. I took a glimpse at the moon and said "Do you? "
He plastered a weak smile and relinquish of my hands. "I will love you as long as the moon is still there." The atmosphere got a little tense. I stood up and brushed my fingers through my silky dark hair.
"What if you can no longer see the Moon?" I gulped and gave him my back. Knowing that the Moon will perish in the morning.
He stood up behind me, and grabbed my hands into his. This time, his eye's glowed. He looked at the Moon and genuinely smiled.
"I will love you, even when the sun comes up" He then added, "I will love you, both, in your darkest and brightest days."
-N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poetry[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
