The moon and I talk to make it through the night. The gloomy night that haunts me with the memories. Memories of you, memories of us. The moon and I suffer from the distance. The distance that separates us. I yearn for your presence, right beside me. Conquering the distance. The moon and I share the secrets. The secrets that belongs to my heart. I share the happy moments of togetherness. When we weren't miles away. When there were no oceans and mountains between us. When I could feel your touch, Your warmth. When we could hold hands for hours. The moon and I cry for your longing. In a dark grey sky. Hoping to see the rainbow. Hoping to see You. Hoping to have conversations with the moon, together, for eternity.