You here?

Unopened and returned love letters to the night

Dearest Luna,

Tonight you are probably as beautiful as you always are.

Although I cannot bring myself to look at you.

Look at you like I always do when I can’t sleep at night.

Nights you brighten just with your smile.

I fear that you have left me once again

That when I look at you, you will have turned away.

Tired, disgusted, annoyed?

Without you, the night’s a dark and empty void.

I often think about you during the day

Where and how you are and what you may

Think about when turned far away.

And when you’re gone I often fear you might

Have given up on us and died.

Say, is it cruel to leave me in the dark?

When all my life you’ve been my spark?

Or is it cruel of me to think you must

Smile at me daily and that it’s just

that I think you belong to me?

Am I the only one that gets to see

The beauty in that smile of thee?

Am I just special and get to be

The one, or are you here for everyone?

Are you special in that sense and can

You decide who sees you where and when?

If so your life must be beautiful

Adored by a world so full

Of hearts and eyes that look at you

And in your eyes, and then when you do

Decide to come back, smile so wide

As they see your light so bright.

Whatever it may be,

If you are mine or for everyone to see,

Dear Luna, I beg you to come back to me.

And Luna, you don’t have to stay forever,

As only when you’re turned away

I can understand the beauty

Of the face I’m missing

And the feeling of your nightly kissing

When you wish all of us a pleasant night

And guard over us with a smile so bright.

Dear Luna, I love you and I need you.

You give us love, but do you need us as well?

Or is your soul just one that gives

Forever like an eternal well

Of love and beauty? And if that is the truth,

What do you wish from me?

What can I do? Should I just let you be

Alone when you are turned away

And be thankful when you’re here to stay?

Or do you wish for nothing at all,

And want to live unattached

While we enjoy the light that can fall,

And while you don’t care it’s still expected

From you to love like we projected

It on you to do?

Dear Luna,

I don’t think that’s true.

You shine of love and were never cruel,

And I thank you for the times you were

Alone with me and let me stare

Inside your soul. The only one that saw me bare.

And Luna, now I think I can bear

The thought of you being gone without despair,

And I can search for you and if you are there

We can talk all night if you want forever.

And if you’re not, I’ll leave you to whatever

Is moving you away from me.

As I know that wherever you might be,

You’re coming back for me to see.

And feel and love.

Oh Luna, you are a mistery.

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You are still who I think about most

I still listen to the music you showed me.

Your contact was still saved with a heart for so long.

I still wonder if you are doing better.

You are still a topic I love to talk about

I still remember the little mole over the corner of your mouth.

You are still whose touch I remember.

I still remember your hands holding mine.

You are still who I look at in my periphery.

I still remember the stories you told me.

You are still the person I trust the most.

I still remember your birthday and favourite color

Your smell still hits me when I'm alone

I still remember what flowers you liked and didn't

Your finger still unlocks my phone

I still haven't told you that the reason I chose to continue without you was because I chose to continue at all.

You still don't know why I pretend we never met:

I wish we could forget each other and meet once more for the first time.

But we won't

I hope you still remember me although that's selfish.

And this has to stop

Then I wonder if I have made myself cry more than laughed alone

I hope I am a kind person overall