Dear Tsuki

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Dear Tsuki, I used to be afraid of attachments, Yet, here I am, clinging to a delicate tether that binds me to you. Dear Tsuki, I used to dream of being independent, Yet, here I am, finding solace leaning on you for my daily dose of happiness. Dear Tsuki, I used to fight to be free, Yet, here I am, surrendering and cherishing every moment as if it were a sacred offering. Dear Tsuki, I used to wish to be strong, Yet, here I am, weaving my joys into the tapestry of your moonlight, Strength found not in solitude but in the shared glow of our moments. LWINT
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Tsuki No Me

Tsuki No Me

In the soft glow of a winter's eve,

Where friendship's whispers gently weave.

Beneath the stars, a tale untold,

A connection deep, a story to unfold.


In the dance of snowflakes, secrets hide,

A warmth, a longing, hearts confide.

Yet in this season, let friendship gleam,

A silent wish, a shared dream.


Paths may twist in unforeseen ways,

In the gentle haze of these holiday days.

Though unspoken words may softly sway,

Let friendship bloom, come what may.


So here we stand, beneath the mistletoe,

In the quiet of emotions that softly grow.

A tale of two hearts, entwined but free,

Merry Christmas, dear Tsuki, to you from me.


LWINT

(for those who are not familiar with the term "Tsuki No Me" - it's from an anime series called Naruto. Since that one is the dream I would not want to wake up, I shall name that one "Tsuki No Me".)

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