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Even when I remonstrated for you not to depart

you go off and leave me here by myself.

Many times I've called out your name

under the silent paper moon.

Couldn't you see?

Now I'm all alone...



Fate has a funny way for us to meet

so many times before it scared me.

Yet you're as sweet to me as

melted chocolate on an ice cream sundae.

Giving me little moments of happiness

scaring all the loneliness away

it's delicious that these things once happened.



I didn't have the courage to speak

later when everything changed.

Shyness was all you could ever see.

But to see a whole different person

before me when time changes us caused me to think

the person I knew before is no longer there.

Time fosters so many changes within

us I believed you may be gone.

A little frightened that the you I remember

doesn't exist I couldn't say any words.

How can I know the little you I remember

is somewhere trapped inside?

Now I regret that.



A fragile paper moon falling from the sky

to my hands can easily tear with such gentle force.

Didn't you know you were

the very first friend I had?

I didn't have any friends back then...

And you didn't know that.

Like the first taste of cookies as a child

or the first time one has ridden on a bike

the thrilling experience of meeting you

changed everything for me.



Nothing can ever replace you, friend.

Now as you leave without turning back

I don't have a choice but to do the same too.

I had so many things to tell you

and so many things I wanted to hear.

There were truths you never knew

that I wished you'd be informed.

I'm sorry things turned sour for us.

I wish I could say sorry if I knew you'd leave.

I hoped we could've reconciled what was misunderstood.

If only you knew.



I see the paper moon growing wrinkled in my palms.

Before a pool of water beneath a midnight sky

I sadly close my eyes and let go of the aged thing

then sinking slowly drowning in water.