The glow
From the Moon
Rained down on my
Crying face.
I want to chase after you
But it seems like the worst thing
To do now.
So I will wait,
Wait till tomorrow
Hoping that you forgive me.
Hoping you are still there
With your shivering hands.
My words mean nothing
Now I wait in the presence of
The moons glow
Hating each moment
That we are separated.