My mother always said shoot for the moon and if you don’t quiet make it then at least you will land amongst the stars. But with you I shot right past the moon to something further With the mindset that I was going to travel to where no man has gone before. But I didn’t realize that our love didn’t have enough fuel to reach our destination So where do I land from here because my mother never told me what was past the moon. I thought that I could fuel this rocket ship with enough love for the two of us But you abandoned ship with the only oxygen tank that we had left. Now here I am lost and floating not knowing which way is up. Gasping for just one more ounce of air that is your voice.