words that can't explain anything from the blank balcony moment. whispers of words from an idea not seen nor heard. the sun's asking if a day would passby with out it's kisses. wondering if a day would survive with out his self blown wind. while the silent stare kept on staring. the question gave it's answer. one long cold night. an overtime work for the moon tonight. the extra chill and longer teeth shattering. the blanket held on tight. would you rather sleep through it all? but tonight's the day. don't confuse yourself. wake up. blink. wink. smile. live the day. but isn't it hard? living through nights and stares would always passby and little did the little girl know, she was staring at her own little garden. up the balcony she always feels as though her fairytale came to life. but this very day would change everything. no sun. one moon. no stars. no wishes.
watch. every step would crackle. boom. one firework. watch. boom. crackle. crackle. watch. beep. honked horn. beep. hush. silence please.
would you rather kiss the sun? or would you rather hug the moon?
the sun might just give you happiness. the moon could give you the midnight's chill you wanted.
but can both give you what you need? truth? silence? and the absence of presence
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