We looked upward to the moon. 
You from your vantage point,
I from mine.

I had no idea what I would do.
I had no idea of the pain I would cause.
I had no idea of the pain I would experience.

At one time, I talked of building a great rocketship,
to take us to the moon.
Whisking me way from my place, you from yours.

Our hearts briefly touched, for only a short while.

But that rocketship never made the trip.

I lost so much.  I know you did also.

My world collapsed around me. 
Darkness filled my soul.
I was cast out into the void, the dark abyss,
Where no sun could shine. No moonlight.

I had to give you space, or I would only hurt you more.
Letting go was the most painful thing I have ever done.

Valentine, I hope you know how sorry I am for hurting you.

I think about you every day, even now. 
You had all the "whys". 
You were and are so beautiful.

I never wanted to hurt you.

For the rest of my life, when I step out at night,
I look up to the moon, and pray that you are okay.

You in your world.  I in mine.

A part of me will always love you.  Always.
You may not believe me, but it is true.