open_water Bizzar you are my moon. but i am not your ocean. i am a dirty sidewalk puddle filled with gratitude to feel your boot sole. you are my moon but i am not your gravity. i carry the weight of your darkness. but nothing holds you to me. you are my moon. and i am not your tides. i could carve my insides out to let you in. to heal you. to help you shine. tethered to your ghost. it courses through my veins. but you will still choose to haunt her. 221116 what's it to you? who go blather from