The clear night sky reveals
the lustrous shining moon,
making my heart
yearn for you. I look up
...
This love I have, is it meant for you? No
This was never supposed to happen, yet I do it every time
I rip my heart out of my chest, case it in a concrete brick and drop it from the high that I get when I'm with you
Only to have it crack into hundreds of pieces, as if that wasn't what I wanted in the first place
...