You took my life and folded it like paper into the Garden of Eden. You held me in your arms like a new kitten. You gave me the name Lunar because you told me I’m like the Moon, because I’m “mysterious”, so I didn’t mind the name. But then a black hole came between us and pulled you from my grasp.
“I miss you…”
I’ve typed out that text so many times... even being in the same room feels like you’re out of reach. But when I see the moon, I still see you.
*message send failure*