The day you left was the day the moon was at it’s fullest. So pretty and so breathtaking. I stand in awe as I stare at it just like how I stared at your back when you start walking the other way. 
The bright light of the moon on the pathway served as your spotlight. 
I heard the footsteps loud and clear. It was the sound I dreaded but deep down I expected.
And now the moon is back. As bright as ever as if nothing happened when it revolved the earth. It changes the tide with a blink of an eye. Just like how you changed after a day without a goodbye. The moon still shines that magical light on the pathway but you are no longer there. You are nowhere.
My naked eyes won’t see you but I hope the moon continues to smile down at you as your day turns to dark.