Moonlit Sky

Little did you know, you were as beautiful as the stars. You always shine, even if you think that you don’t. I did not understand how you never saw the beauty in you. I loved you for who you were, every single bit of you. I loved your smile, your hands, your arms, and everything about you. Your eyes were diamonds that shine bright, and I love looking at them because I feel like they could bring me somewhere else; someplace where happiness is found. I love holding your hand because I feel safe whenever my hand is connected to yours. I love your arms, and how it feels cause it feels like home being around it.
I could never, never, never ever leave you, that’s one thing I was sure of. There was this night when I looked up the sky and the stars danced playfully in the moonlit sky. It looked so beautiful that it reminded me of you. I’ve always wanted to tell you what I felt about you but I guess I was just too scared to admit what I felt. I was too scared to break whatever we had. Maybe I was too scared because we were friends and for you, that’s just it. Maybe I wanted more but I knew that you didn’t, that’s why I never tried telling you. Maybe I knew that you loved someone at the time I loved you, and maybe I never bothered to tell you because I knew that you were already happy with her. I wanted you to love me the way I loved you but I guess some things don’t really end up the way you want them to. I cared about you so much, I cared about how you felt, how you woke up, how your day was, it was always about you, you and you and never about me. There’s a saying that “The less you care about others, the less you care about yourself” but I never believed in that because I cared about you so much that I didn’t care about myself anymore. I was just too blind to see that it was me who was hurting myself, I wanted to be with you and you didn’t. I kept on trying but I knew that I shouldn’t have.
When you told me indirectly that I was the greatest friend you could ever have and that you only saw me as a friend, everyone asked me if I was okay and I said I was great, I told them it was just a scratch in my heart, nothing that big. Guess I wasn’t a Solomon when it comes to making decisions because out of 7.4 billion souls to love in this world, I chose you. I chose a person who’ll never ever want me back, I chose a person who’ll never love me that way I love him. One thing I realized after you broke me was that I was a fine mess. But then, I realized that sometimes I should also think about myself first.
