The moon would never be the same again.

I could tell as I looked out my window tonight that now that he's so far it just, would never.
They all say "Looking up you are staring at the same stars so he can't be far away", yet still in my deepest fears I've realized tonight happens to be a blue moon and the stars have already begun to change without him by my side.

How could this be happening when we said we'd be strong?
I love him.
But i supposed In essence I killed him.
I encouraged him to leave.. to seek who he wants to become.
I never saved him. Only the moon can now, but it has already begun to change.

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