the moon

like the moon, you fade and reappear, casting a glow that feels both far and close, a quiet rhythm in the midnight air, whispering secrets only stars know. i look at you, and i wonder if you see, the way my heart beats just a little too loud, invisible in a crowd i cease to be, we trade glimpses, yet lost in the remains of the crowd. but i linger in the silence you leave behind, a shadow encased over the endless sky, hoping you’ll turn, although i’m hard to find, a quiet whisper where my feelings lie. yet i stand still, determined to wait, a moment in time i wish to relive, where our gazes lock, praying it’s our fate, i fixate on the moon, holding its warmth captive.