I know it's not my fault, but that doesn't keep me from thinking that if I had loved you more, tried harder, have done something differently- then maybe you wouldn't have given in to temptation.
If I didn't argue with you as much, asked you about your day more, didn't ignore you when I was mad- then maybe we still would've been together.

Maybe you still would've loved me.
Maybe you still would've stayed.

I know it's not my fault, but a part of me still blames myself.

She was a true daughter of the moon.
Finding energy and renewal in the Full Moon’s beams,
And the release of negativity from the New Moon’s dark energy.
There was nothing more spectacular than the sight of a gorgeous Blood Moon,
And once in a Blue Moon, she found herself at the ocean after midnight, bathing in all that soothed her weary soul - moonbeams and salt water.
The Harvest Moon reminded her that change was good,
And the beauty in a field of wild ground phlox restored her faith.
But the Wolf Moon was her favorite -
It called to the ravenous animal inside her,
and awakened her soul...

Beneath the bracing maple tree
Awaits a beau, pursued heart's key

Cold sweaty hands, timid was he
As if he's dosed with ecstasy

To woo this beautiful princess,
Hath played a fiddle effortless

Heart beats loud beneath pastel dress
Mind's been puzzled, soon she'll confess

She don't regret, she won't forget
For that so moment felt kismet

Will they be lovers? Make a guess,
It all depends if she said yes