You don't want to face me,
But I can still read you,
Read what you think of me:
You hate me, you love me.
You reject me,
But there is a shiny star in your eye.
Your brain is filled with sadness.
Your heart is filled with happiness.
You want to come to me.
By the time you realize this,
You're already gone.
You think I am a flame in the night.
You kill me so you stay in the dark.
Now your life is nothing but regret.
You are the light of the Sun that is not in the sky anymore.
I was the beauty of the Moon that cannot shine without the Sun.

Véronique Boulanger

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