My soul is the tune-up to my autopilot life.

Shining through bright Windows of clarity
I manage to change just one or two things,
But this drag-on stage drives me
slowly insane.

So infuriating and insidious,
When I realize I'm the fool,

Unable to change, for I've but time sensitive tools.

So I search for panes scattered throughout strife;
Use my pain to grow,
Till I'm worthy of you gracing my life.

He was an asteroid, she was a moon.
She was spectacular, and he was just passing through.
His leave was inevitable, surely they both knew. . .

The gravity of two intertwined,
And thus did their lives for a time.
But soon the gravity was not enough,
The leave came too soon, but she'd always remember his bluff.

"Close your eyes my dearest moon,
And sleep while the Sun is rising at high noon.
Think of me when you shine so bright;
For I'll be with you:
The darkness surrounding your light."

If I could wish, my wish would be:
Just one more day,
Just you and me.