My moon
so far away
my moon
there you will stay
my moon
always in the background
my moon
so confident
so proud
my moon
waxing and waining
my moon
your nature
it pains me
my moon, my moon
woe is me for loving you
my moon, my moon
for pushing and pulling
the tides of my heart
like you do
if you are the moon
what am I?
I’ll be damned
if I am not the star
that gives you light
in the deep dark depths of the night.