talking to the moon 🌙

I'd lay in bed with this feeling of gloom I'd stare at the stars and talk to the moon he'd tell me about the sun and I'd tell him about her the moon layed still as I whispered her lure but as the moon chases the sun and I chase after her we fall back to the ground in search for a cure we search high and low, far and wide. but after all of that she is the only one I want to call my bride