I keep looking at the moon.
It is far too brightly lit at this night but as the clock ticks till, I think of you the most and how much brighter you shine.
You make my world shine brighter than most.
And I appreciate you being there for me to love your presence all over again.
I assume that it is just like old times only better.
And sometimes these sweet delights have these terrible endings.
And what better than to find love in the city?
Whereas on this island, lovers fall in love everywhere?
And although we cannot fix the world or the way time works; I know that I will see you again someday soon.
I promise….
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