You are the only one that can both bathe me in light and contentment, yet sting me with the sharp coldness of your darker regards.
You are stunning, wonderful, and shine amongst others.
Yet, you allow yourself to be overshadowed, waxing and waning in visibility against the night.
In a vast sea of people, much like a grand sky of stars, you are what stands out to me.
You are the moon.
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