Summer night, a long time ago..

"The humid summer nights, a loud festival sound… a candied apple in my hand and my other hand held by my brother. 

I waited on the bench alone looking at the highly lit park. 

The candied apple in my hand fell. 

I was on this bench, alone…

I did not cry. But I was anxious.  What if he forgot about me and left me alone? 

That's when I saw a pure white gem walk towards me. 

The way it sparkled was so pretty. I was completely drawn towards it. 

For that moment I forgot everything.. 

I felt a sudden tug on my shoulder. My brother held my hand and we walked away…

I thought that I would never see the gem again. 

Yet unexpectedly on the riverside one day, I found it.."

Summer night,  a long time ago. 

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Spring season, a few years ago…

"The color of spring that filled the roads and the alleyway; seemed so lifeless when compared to this pure white gem. 

I wanted to claim my name if I could, so no one stole it away from me. 

I tried to fly around whispering the words of love. 

The more I said, the deeper I was drawn into you.

If only.."

Spring season, a few years ago. 

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The suffocating nights of Autumn, few months ago…

" I lost my reason, but not my will. 

I became an alcoholic slut. Tried to fly around the world to end my suffocation. 

But the moment I decided I will make you mine, I locked my lips in hope that our hearts will too. 

I was completely wounded by your flame. 

I held her hand and pulled her towards mine. Tried to cast an enchantment spell on her. 

With every breath of mine, every sound.. I thought I was enchanting you. Yet it was the other way around. 

It was you who are an immovable stone and there, did I finally loose my wings…"

Suffocating nights of Autumn, a few months ago. 

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Snowy nights of December, a few days ago..

" The bells rang and a wingless moth wore white skin. 

I walked the path of no return when the gem still stood there.. 

An ugly thing like me, how could I even think? 

When I saw you again you were still so precious, almost blending with the snow..

I smiled…

What could I have done? What could I have said? 

I'm just a moth drawn to a flame"

Snowy nights of December, a few days ago.

~Fin