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The Solitary Watch 🌑
The garden is quiet tonight.
Jasmine lean in the moonlight,
their scent clinging to the air.
The fountain speaks in a tired voice,
its water falling slow,
as if it remembers brighter days
and aches for them.
The moon keeps me company,
soft and pale,
watching from her place above.
Her light spills over the empty steps
where laughter once lived,
where flowers once turned their faces to the sun.
No one comes.
Only the wind moves,
slipping through the yew trees,
telling me stories I already know—
of promises that faded,
of hands that let go.
So I stay here,
while the world sleeps,
a shadow waiting for morning,
though I’m not sure I want it to come.
~Darshan
u/_chill_guy — 9 days ago