I was angry.

No, furious.

Spite flavored my now bitter mouth, and my embrace became unwelcoming to anyone that would come near.

My moon, my smile, my light. How could you leave me like this?

I couldn't find you.

Just like the new moon, you had left a void in my night sky.

You were my missing moonlight.

Where are you?

I knew I wouldn't sleep until I found you; I needed to be in your embrace.

A light that I longed for.

A presence I knew I'd die for.

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