I miss you. I don't care if it's in the past and it's all over and it was never meant to be. Your lies made me fly, I just want to feel like that again. I miss the way we used to be, a few months ago. The best lie was when you told me you loved me. I know we were just fun, i'm fine with that, I just wish that I was still worth the effort of the cute lies. There is one day that I will not forget, we sat there, your arms around me, and life was moving all around me and I did not have the slightest inclination to ever return to the busy streets, the stressful life or the sadening reality that was my world. I was so calm, so happy. For a split second I almost forgot what you were. I wish for those moments, and I wish for those secrets to be shared again. I miss your touch, perfected from years of experience, the way your hands feel like no others. I miss your lips, like they were made to touch mine, perfection in a kiss. This seems so deep, but it is so shallow. This is not love, this is lust. This is an intense sexual attraction, nothing more. Still, I long for you.
Yours sincerely, Moonlight.
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