Falling

I have started to wonder about you
and the moon hangs from the sky
and it shines
you are probably made out of the moon
and the stars, every single one of them
the moon saw me when I tried to fall out of that window
and it shined
and maybe that's how I know you were made out of the moon
because you didn't speak
but I still looked at the moon
and it still shined
and I still looked at you
because just as the moon wouldn't stop shining
I wouldn't stop wondering about you
if I fell out of that window
I would shatter
I think the moon shattered to made you
and the stars, every single one of them
I fell
and the moon shined
because
the moon didn't shatter to make you
I did