I was the moon,
but you were so fascinated with
lights that danced in the evening sky,
you didn’t notice my worth;
how I lit up your darkest nights
with a gentle, selfless love,
how I grounded you in peace.
Did you not know stars die,
but the moon is forever?
I was the moon,
and you could’ve been the ocean,
but you chose the lights instead.
How poor of a choice to make.
Fire & Female 