For the Daily Post prompt, a trilune poem.
Maybe you meant it all for the best,
Maybe the stars had reason to hide,
Maybe the moon was elsewhere that night.
Maybe the wind’s song helped you to sleep,
Maybe the night was too dark to see,
Maybe you were just being polite.
My tears were real though hid by the dark,
The stars and moon saw what you did not:
Heartbreak that will not heal in the light.