my love is

I'm incredibly in love with the moon, it makes me wonder if I could ever love you as much as I love the moon. I'm alone when I walk into my home, no one to greet me, the clocks 11:10, I sneak into my parents liquor cabinet, I swig the vodka, it's rotten and vile, how I feel as of often, how ive been feeling for awhile. am I following my heart? Am I second guessing myself? I've never felt like this before, but with all ive been through, this is very new. I don't wanna ruin something good gods put into my hands, I feel like its slipping between my fingers, I'm losing my sanity, my patience, what's the matter with me? isn't this all ive ever wanted? I begin to spiral, but I stop. I go upstairs, crawl into bed and forget my worries, postpone them in my head. more worries are for tomorrow, today is through, no need to worry anymore, someday I'll love you.