Aug 16, 2025
Letters the Moon Never Read ll
If the moon never reads these letters, and you never return to these words — know this:
I wrote you as though you were holy, as though love were not a risk, but a rite.
I wrote you as historians would, preserving your memory in words, in letters, in places you were cherished and loved, remembered; not by the ones you chose but by the ones who chose you anyways.
And I would do it all again — bleed ink into midnight, press pages to my chest, whisper your name like prayer, like poetry, like the only truth that’s ever lived in me.
Yours always, in silence, in stars, in letters the moon, and you, my love, never read — Raina Rose.
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