A moonstruck farewell

My heart still clings to your memory,

A whisper of moonlight tangled in shadowed reverie.

I wander, I lose myself in my story,

While deep within, my heart is shivery.

 

Yet the mind fights tides of forgetfulness,

Seeking solace in memories’ gentle caress.

I turn around in all this mess,

Chaos inside me I must confess.

My freedom imprisoned,

A thought had trickled.

Where am I? What am I?

Beneath the moon’s pale witness, I silently sigh.

 

As silver beams trace the echoes of goodbye,

The stars murmur secrets I dare not tell.

In this fragile night where memories dwell,

The wind carries whispers of what used to be,

A moonstruck farewell drifting silently over me.

 

Yet as the silver light kisses the edges of my pain,

I feel a fleeting warmth, like sunlight after rain.

The shadows fade, my heart softens in the lunar glow,

A whispered promise that even loss can grow.


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