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Confused
I sat under the full moon perplexed; was love material?
I vexed, At the thought of it being just an idea.
I think I have experienced love before.
The moon smiled asked me to share the lore.
Well,
Her "Hi there!" was unreal; the sun shone on my uneventful life.
We talked about movies and life.
I still remember the way she smiled,
when I told her we are made for each other.
I lied to her.
She was aware.
I accept that the fault was mine; there is nothing else to share.
Maybe she loved me, or perhaps she didn't.
At this instant, the moon chose to make a point,
"Your life was like a sunny spring afternoon.
It was too bright for you to see the moon.
She's moved on to light up someone else's day.
While I am here with you alone, left to stargaze."
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