my moon

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.

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