Supermoon
I looked at the sky.
The moon looked the same.
For a hundredth time,
I thought it was pretty.
It never changed.
From the time I thought it followed me,
Until now, it still shines brightly.
I'm still mesmerized by its beauty.
But something felt strange,
As I was staring at it through the window while I wash my dishes.
It felt like I'm...
The moon looked the same.
For a hundredth time,
I thought it was pretty.
It never changed.
From the time I thought it followed me,
Until now, it still shines brightly.
I'm still mesmerized by its beauty.
But something felt strange,
As I was staring at it through the window while I wash my dishes.
It felt like I'm...