It's Been a While
It' Been a While:
Around this time, three years ago, I sat under the shadow of the moon and pondered loudly to the empty space around me, if you had the same painful longing feeling for me as I ... felt for you.
That night, the clouds replaced the sky and mirrored what I what I felt, but unable to show. As water hung in the clouds, so did my tears, holding on in fear of what would happen if they would drop.
As one slide silently down, the clouds copied, sending gentle sadness down to mimic my feelings. I sat and watched it come down, the core inside me sank a little. That night was three years ago.
Around this time, two years ago, I sat under the moon and wondered if I could ever be with you. Each question is silenced with reality and I came to a conclusion that there was no way I could be with you.
As the night went on, I grabbed a pen and began writing. The wind accompanied me while the moon and stars watched. As I wrote, I took in pain in the form of smoke and bitterness to fill the core that sank and claimed by Davy Jones and sat in his locker.
As the night went on the stains on my face got clearer, contrasting what happened on the inside. Lost, confused and consumed by pain, wondering if I could be mended again ...
Around this time last year, I sat under the moon and decided to let you go ... However, you know how that goes ... It's been a while, yet I'm still sitting here, under the same moon ... Still missing you.