Golden hours 🌙🌕

I really miss the old days where I was so happy. ... where the last moon of autumn guided me to the other side of the sky where everything was beautiful and shine.everything shined ...

I really miss my old self, when I was loved and cared about, when the golden sun came every night instead of the stars ...

I really miss my old dream to be a good, happy poetry with a sad ending,; now the end is near ...

I am Notnot fine at all, but I am fine enough to be a part of this big world where the stars brights ndshine bright and the sun lights ...

where herbs and trees dance while the sky takes those sad pictures.

I. Aldjia