The Moon and the Stars

And you were just like the moon. So lonely and full of imperfections, but just like the moon you shone in the darkest of days. And like the moon he had a side of him so dark, that even the stars couldn't shine on it. He had a side of him that was so cold, that even the sun couldn't burn him. He was a moon flower that only bloomed at night. He never let anyone close enough to see his true light. Until I become his light. I became the sun, and he ended up loving me so much he died every night to let me breathe every morning. He deserved all the stars.