It’s a full moon baby, are you feeling me, shining so bright in the darkness, hanging over what used to be.

They call it the harvest moon, all gold and round and bright; we made passionate love in the pool, kissing and hugging surrounded by the yellow moonlight. Naked and blissful, wrapped in each other’s arms, swirling and twirling until the wee hours of early dawn. The coolness of your skin; the fullness of your lips; holding me ever so tightly; water flowing and rushing while you’re rubbing my big round hips. I awakened to the darkness, my bed is cold as ice, I must have been dreaming, you are nowhere in sight.

The tears start to flow, as reality clears my head, you abandoned me months ago, thought there were no more tears to be shed.

Gone is the harvest moon as I swim alone in my pool; lap after lap in silence, remembering now, how you treated me so cruel. Months have gone by, never heard from you again, sometimes I wonder if you ever loved me, back in the day when we were such good friends. Broke every promise you made, left me drowning in sadness and sorrow, still picking up the pieces of my life, not looking forward to facing another painful tomorrow.

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