From his perspective he cannot see her and I assure him she is beautiful,

From here she is beautiful, and I tell him to believe me but then I wonder

How can he not see her.

Where have then been where they could see each other well enough to know each other, if they can’t see each other now

And I am deafened by the silence as they fall silent and in one voice

We are from the beginning.

And the clock starts again.

Never beyond that line do I know where to go anymore.

Things about love and goodness and trying to be the one who expresses it

And anyone can be best at it

Because it gets better with time,

But I am always far more willing to give love than receive.

I don’t know how to do that as well.

But I will tell you how beautiful the moon was.

It’s as simple as even if I haven’t found hope,

Even if I still feel lost,

I won’t forget today, because it happened.

And I experienced it.

Today was worth it.

Because the loneliness ended.

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