Maybe that's what makes it so beautiful,
that they exist for all eternity,
yet the moon was never meant for the sun.
But, isn't it beautiful?
To love and got nothing in return.
To love on.
—g.s.
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Starry, Starry Eyes
PoetryIf you haven't guessed yet, it's an opening line of a beautiful song as tribute to Vincent Van Gogh. I go by glendasogo in Instagram. Cheers.
