Losing someone you love,
hollows out a part of you.
One day, you have them,
and the next,
you’ll never see them again.
The realization stings,
worse than the sun's engulfing hug.
Worries begin to pile in your mind,
and only the moon will listen,
as you can only speak them aloud at night.
In the safety and comfort of the starlight.
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