Moonlight
Once, in the moonlight of my soul, I loved him. Everything he was, everything he stood for, Because he was everything I was not. Then he left. He changed. Out of the blue, he was there again, But he wasn't the one I knew, The one I loved. And so I lived in memories Trying to bring back the past in my daydreams. His friends accepted his departure, But I dreamed on. He's here again, yet he's not. I still wish for days past. I don't miss him, I miss the memory of him, The hope, anticipation, that each day once held. I love who he used to be. In the moonlight, I remember him, In my soul, he will live forever, Though to me, he died the day the day he left. Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 21 2002 04:02 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Once, in the moonlight of my soul, ..."