Moon 🌚

Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody… The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to. ❤️



I finally deleted our chat history like you wanted.
At first, it was just the smiles it brought to my face. The inside jokes, the way you miserably failed at flirting, the kissing emojis that were sent “by mistake”, the desperate wait for everyone to fall asleep in my house so we could talk.
You know how when you clean your cupboard and find things you didn’t know you had? That’s how our conversation was to me. I re-read every message trying to figure out where it fell apart. Why was I the one still clinging on when you had found your closure. Was I searching for closure in those messages?
Probably not.
They kept me awake instead of your calls.
I still can’t sleep, but I will stop blaming you. I will stop scratching my wounds now and let it bleed. Slowly my memories will fade.
Maybe, this was why you wanted them deleted.
Maybe you just wanted me to heal.


How could you be mad at me for loving someone the way I wanted to love you?

Why is it that you only see how valuable I am when someone else cares for me. 

I guess the saying is right… One person’s  trash is another one’s treasure. 

However I was never trash it’s just I was never something you treasured.  

Unfortunate to love you…

They say I’m stupid to hope for us to happen, but not being able to see your flaws. They don’t know the way I feel about you, but I will not bother you by letting you know. I will just bid a simple goodbye, but will not let you make me fall in love more. I will miss you silently from a different time zone, but will never ask you to miss me. I will keep looking for you in everyone I meet, but will never be able to replace you. I will always hope you get best of everything, but will never ask why wasn’t I not worth it. I will love you with all my heart, but will never let it reach to your part of the world…