You wanted the sun:
Bright, strong, undying.
But even the sun can only shine for so long.
So when shadows covered some of my light
You settled for that small bit.

My sunlight could only burn for so long
So when I turned to moon
Still giving off light
You supposed that different shade
Might still be okay.

But the moon goes through cycles
Time shows its different shapes.
By the time the new moon came
And all the light had dissipated
That's when you decided
That you could no longer stay.