MOON KISSED by Carolyn Glackin Oh luminescent Goddess Who hails from up above Do you truly understand How you fill our hearts with love? We watch you through your phases From waxing moon to waning And though at times you disappear I swear you won't hear me complaining For the task you bear is hefty As you brighten up the night When the world is fraught with darkness You give us second sight You hold us in your beaming rays With a soft and gentle glow The reassurance that you bring Is the best curative I know And Luna, we don't judge you Whether slender, full, or fair We're merely grateful for you 'Tis a comfort that you're there So you go on with your phases Your resplendence shan't be missed As forever we've adored you From the time we're first moon kissed. Copyright Carolyn Glackin 3/1/2021
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And all of sudden,that song started playing.Our song.. It didn't bought back memories,it bought back the person.The person who was no longer a part of my life.The person I once loved.But also the person who left me in the middle of my chaos.
I remember that day clearly,we were together and I made you listen to that song.As soon as you did,you started crying.I hugged you tight and whispered "Its fine." That song,reminded you of that girl you loved,also the girl who played you,you said it was a wound that could never be healed. That day was special,cause you cried in my arms,but did I ever cry in your arms ?
They say,it takes alot to cry in someone's arm,cause that person is special,its the bond you know.
You see,I gave you everything and you didn't.I made it possible that you tell me what you feel but you made it seem like I am impossible to love. I fixed your mess but you didn't bother to fix mine.
Was that love? No,cause love doesn't hurt,love doesn't give pain.
You didn't like me,you didn't really love me but you liked the idea of being with me.
Thats what happened later,I cried,cause it hurt.
The song reminded you of her.It now reminds me of you.
And as you said, that love is like a wound that can never be healed.