Maybe

Maybe the moon is actually a he not a she who was once in love with a girl who used to wish upon his light

Maybe the oceans search for her in every cove, on every shore, calling for her, trying too look farther and farther with every rising wave

Maybe the wolves search for her in every forest, on every mountain, some pure and some hiding among us, covering all land

Maybe the moon never finds her again, as centuries and eons had passed

However,

The oceans never ceased tiding and the wolves never stopped howling

Maybe saying, “Mate, we haven’t found her yet”

And maybe the girl wished for a love that never wanes

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Neha

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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