Longing Moon

She’s the sun, and you can’t help but to get caught in her gravitational pull.

 

I’m the moon, and i’m aloof compared to the halo crown.

 

Blonde hair and blue eyes, in contrast, I adorn black hair and green eyes. Her beauty can only glow and you stand by her to gloat.

 

I’m measly your companion until the sun comes and shows. You know well that my lonely self stays just to keep you close.

 

The center of your universe, and all I can do is hover. I wait for a day when I can finally stay. Yet i’m the one who brings the waves.

 

My tears crash down upon you. Ignoring this view, you leave me in my blue.  I’m the moon, so my feelings you can screw.

 

My blue will never compare to her halo hues. Even when she is gone I still loose.

 

Just like her, I wish I could pull you in.

Maybe then, my tears wouldn’t stain my skin.