day 106. VIII.

VIII.
he was looking at the moon’s reflection over the ocean.
it was red.
he wanted to tell her it was red.
he remembered how she always marveled at the infinite things — the sky, the stars, the ocean.
how she had an infinite laugh too.
and how she would never know that he’d forever marvel at the mystery that she is.
he looked up to the moon in the sky this time,
he wanted tell her it was red,
he wanted to tell her he loved her still.
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