He's my moon because he's my balance.
The moon controls the night, the dark. He keeps my life in order. He's my rock, when the tide comes up and crashes on the rocks, the rock stays.
He's my rock because he's my stability. I'm the tide that comes and crashes down on him but he's my rock that stays there and holds me still and safe.
I'm not a stable person but he helps me a lot. He's my moon..
