oh, 123.

it was more or less full moon last night. bright and clear.
frankly,
i still think of you whenever i see the moon,

but when was the last time you missed me?

when the moon is pretty i tend to miss you
more.
maybe it's because it reminds me of the summer days where i was
so eager to share with you every beautiful thing i saw.

because everything beautiful reminded me of you.

maybe because we're approaching the time where things end,
programmes,
semesters,
seasons-

-i heard about another death of a friend's friend a few days ago-

followed by a few months of nothingness before a new beginning,
before things are settled again,
september,
october,

i find it difficult to see that we're still on the same page,
that we're still on the same team we said we wanted to be.
at this point there is still no one else in the entire world i'd rather be with, but you.

and i wonder,
if you still feel the same way too.

because if you're still with me you'd make sure i knew it.
because if you're still with me you'd think of ways to make me happy.

if you still love me, help me out. let me know we're still doing this together.