What is so romantic about the moon?
Is it that when the moonlight hits the clouds,
It tends to disappear against the pitch black of the night?
It is the moon.
And it is I.
We are alone
and I am thinking of you.
And I cannot help but think
I can’t stop the moonlight from hitting the clouds.
It’s almost funny how a few months to a year can change the moonlit nights
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