Nothing could ever be so beautiful. Nothing could ever mean this much too me. Never.
My hours with you always seem to fly by, though I can see you during the day, you dont look the same. You change. You change because of the sun. You're controlled by the movements of another object, we are the same.
I must stop looking at my window now. My master keeps pulling my strings away from you. I wont let them keep us apart, no matter how close I move towards the sun, you will always be the one light I see.
Good night moon
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TIME WITH THE MOON
Mystery / ThrillerNot everyone is how they seem, or who they seem to be. Sometimes the mask we wear is nothing like our true persona
