The sunlight doesn't shine through your eyes today.
The light I've grown to cherish
Almost as I cherish the sun on my face.
You are my light.
The empty space next to me echoes your name.
It screams all the words you can't say.
These memories,
Burning holes in my surface
From the inside out.
If only I could make your walls talk,
They'd tell me all your little secrets.
The whispers that escape your lips
When the moon shines down on them.
The things you write.
All of the beautiful hidden pieces of your soul.
About the Creator
Nova
I'm a 31 year old non-binary person (they/them) with a lot to say and no idea how to get it all out.
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