The Fourth Piece.

It was late by the time I was picked up, but I didn’t mind. Today, you see, there was something special about the evening.

It wasn’t the clear tapestry of hues that it usually was, not at all, rather, today it was just blue, simple, plain, blue, but the color enhanced the beauty of the full moonΒ all the more as it played hide-and-seek with the opaque grey dragon, the sky their playground. I was mesmerized by their game of chase, gazing at the sky enraptured when I realized, it didn’t really matter if you leave and never look back, if you never think of me ever again; what happens to us doesn’t really matter, for at the end of the day, I would always be alright as long as I had the night’s allure to share my melancholy with, and I realized with a start, I’d found another piece , the fourth one, within the grey veils of the moon.

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14 thoughts on “The Fourth Piece.”

        1. I can’t say I haven’t tried, it’s just so beautiful, but every picture I have taken comes out so much…different. It just makes me think maybe not all beauty can be captured with words, maybe you’ve just got to do that with words?
          Anyways, I’ve now just resigned myself to looking at high def, amazing pictures of the moon on tumblr. xD

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