We once were together on a moon such as this.

Once,  we were driving through the expressway,  with pine trees on both sides and the song Yellow sweetly humming on my cheap flip top phone.

Another time it was overlooking a cliff while we alternately sang through a karaoke machine,  hugging each other in between songs,  sipping beer between kisses.

We also watched its reflection on the pool while we dangled our feet on the edge, creating ripples to make the moon dance.  Our fingers barely touched,  but our toes did.

But on most nights,  we would sit by the balcony,  bare feet propped on the terrace,  with one blanket protecting us from the cold night.

And tonight, instead of looking beside me, I glance up to the moon

Which was once ours.


Author: angparaluman

a poster girl with no poster staying on the safe side of the road less traveled.

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