every night she thought of the moon.
how it shined, how it'd turn away from her,
how like her stability it was slivering.
she watched for it on a daily,
never liked sitting out for the stars or the sun.
just for her beloved moon she loved so much.
he'd watched her every night.
her adoration for the moon making his grow for her.
he knew she felt small,
but even the moon was larger than it appeared.
he loved her, and that's just what she feared.
