the sun and the moon

"the sun will always have the moon" But what if I lose mine soon The reality is I already lost my twin I can't believe it But I have to submit I changed everything for mine Including my moonshine Without my moon, my nights are dark My questions doesn't finish with a question mark Because I can't ask them You were the one understanding my poem I'm not enough for anything I'm stuck with this feeling I just need you to illuminate my night I need you to like my height I cry on my pillows Waiting to see the willows Waiting to see the sunlight Because my night aren't bright