Love I never met
The moonlight grazes his lips, eager for the soft sound of his voice. For a moment, the world stops as my gaze meets his. His name I do not know, but his love, I know all too well. Perhaps he will come true, or my dreams will simply border reality as long as my eyes stay open. To a love I never met, but yearn for all the same.
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