Prelude

I remember watching the moon

I remember watching the moon with him

I remember his defiant laugh, his dazzling white smile

He points at the moon and says, 'I love looking at her'

While I prefer seeing its white reflection in his eyes

He leans towards me

His face is almost touching mine

'You should look at the moon, not me – one day she could disappear'

Those eyes are so close I forget to listen

He holds out his hand, blocks out the moon

And I disappear

Everything goes white

Everything goes white

Everything

Everything

Everything goes white

Everything

Everything

Everything goes white

Everything

Everything

Everything goes white

Everything

Everything

Everything goes white