310/365

(short)

you know moon, we really don’t know what to say.
you’re actin all frisky
but you’re light years away.

.

(longer)

why do you talk of the rain,
moon?

and what do you know
of my heart?

and who did you think
you would lead to believe
it could ever be
anyone’s fault?

who did you ask
before you fell–
and where did you check the facts?

It’s only a taste,
but it can’t be returned.

let it become
the past.

310/365

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