Dark nights in summer.
The moon gives off a glow, a longing awaits there.
The stars, so faintly visible still a reminder of home
Indecisiveness radiates in the light
To go with you or to go back to where I once knew
The moon reminds me of you
The stars bring me home
Where do I go if I want both as my own
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
Dark nights in summer.
The moon gives off a glow, a longing awaits there.
The stars, so faintly visible still a reminder of home
Indecisiveness radiates in the light
To go with you or to go back to where I once knew
The moon reminds me of you
The stars bring me home
Where do I go if I want both as my own
