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Monday, May 1, 2023 | Pinewood International American School of Thessaloniki

Creative Writing Corner—Poetry

A nonymous | Contributing Writer

“The Moon and Her Sun”

We fought and fought again I begged you not to go the shattering of glasses engraved in my head the slamming of doors, the crying suddenly, I woke upyou weren ’t there

I hated you for what you did but I had never met a soul braver than yours

The day I got the letter, informing me you were not here anymore walking the same agonizing grounds as me the sorrow they felt couldn’t compare to the aches of my soul I fell on my knees - I couldn’tcouldn’t make sense of itHow can the moon live without her sun?

I tried suppressing the memories of us, I told myself it wasn’t real, that none of it was, it was just a horrible nightmare and if I closed my eyes I would hear you telling me that everything would be all right once more

As time went by I accepted the fact that you were gone that I would never feel your touch again or hear your sweet voice I made peace with myself and slowly forgave the world for taking you away from me

You live in me every day, from morning to night you push me to stay strong and survive and all of me is grateful to have known you

This battle I am willing to fight for you, my sun, not for me because if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be here today, standing over your grave I would be dancing in heaven with your soul thank you, my love, for saving me

I will always remember you