I feel it coming,
the night.

Serenity washes over me,
while the stars make a blanket in the sky.
It's the only time I'm free.

The moon knows me more than any creature on Earth.
My thoughts are at rest.
I can hide from the sun.

The sun amplifies my mistakes,
and laughs at my regrets.
The moon knows no mistakes,
it has no regrets.

I feel more myself in complete darkness
than I ever have in the light of day.

The moon doesn't care if you are alone.
The sun insists upon relationships,
ones that I do not have the energy for.
The moon is my strength.

When the sun finishes its daily routine,
I rejoice.
For I know that I will see my friend again.

I feel it coming,
the night.