My heart still beat as it had when we were one, instead of the two we now were. Filled with the feeling of being connected to you, as though we were still in sync, living and breathing under the same rise and fall of the moon. Chasing me through all my dreams, awake or asleep. I ran across the oceans to the other ends of the earth, found my comfort in knowing that the moon in this sky was mine, and only mine to see.
That despite everything we shared, this nightly rise and fall of this beautiful sphere in the sky was something that belonged solely to me. I basked in both the beauty and loneliness of my new empty skies, the ones that had once been filled with your stars.
Overwhelming emotions came tied to the knowledge that whichever light crossed my skies next, it would not be yours. The rise of the moon is the closing chapter of the day; but the beauty of the night is the promise of stars, forever endless and changing; foreshadowing the promise that the light will always return anew.
For now, I will revel in the knowledge that all the brightest stars shining across the sky are endless possibilities. Burning bright around me until the sun choses to rise once again. I exist underneath the shadow of a moon that is mine; one that I chose to share with nobody but myself.
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