Some thief stole my heart

It's been so long since I've seen your face or even felt like a part of the human race. A man needs something to hold on to, a life of regret or a woman like you. Life goes on but it gets so heavy. I look up at the Moon and ask, how did I come to this? I've dreamed myself a thousand times around the world but I can't get out of this place. 

 

“I get that you wish that it was different and pray to god almost every night. I know it seems he doesn't listen but you must keep the hope that he might. So take what you can from your dreams; make them as real as anything” the moon replied. 

 

“But I’ve taken a dive on a smoky set of lies.” I said, continuing “ I’ve been so deceived that sympathy has become my best disguise. I bleed on the side. It’s a part time thing; a private affair. I wish someone would come pick me up from the night, from the hands of the dark. The things I know would simply break your heart. I've spent years in this room, lined and shattered in the glass, I held it up to myself till I just couldn't stand. I’ve spent half of my life on the floor bleeding out from all these wounds. I’m hardly feeling human anymore. So don’t ask me where I’ve been cause you don’t want to know….”  

 

“Craig” the moon replied “you must not forget that between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most love is lost. When thinking about life I ask you to remember that no amount of guilt can solve the past, and no amount of anxiety can change the future.”. 

I love you more than the stars in the sky, but your name escapes me tonight. Maybe we haven’t met yet, or maybe our paths will never cross. So still I wait, with a hole inside of me, but I refuse to fill it with your games. I hope social media can fill the hole inside your soul. 

 

Moon, If she asks why, tell her some thief stole my heart while she was making up her mind.