You were the sun
when I ran after daylight.
You were the moon
when I ran after moonlight.
I chased the chasers—
they never turned back for 'me'.
I chose what was right,
yet right never chose 'me'.
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 1:05 PM UTC
You were the sun
when I ran after daylight.
You were the moon
when I ran after moonlight.
I chased the chasers—
they never turned back for 'me'.
I chose what was right,
yet right never chose 'me'.
Inner voice of a chaser
