a sun vs moon

The day I met you, you talked to me for several minutes

about your car breaking down, earlier that week. The only

thing you had on your mind, the whole ordeal.

Smiling, laughing, you draw out the story.

Later that night I heard you are left at that bar alone

because you get too drunk and make the same mistakes.

Your friends say they can’t do it again.

My heart breaks.

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