life has its own falls
and rise and today
you said goodbye
and i wasn't sure
which part of life
i was in; it could
be the fall of my
past self and the
rise for the new
self. i shared with
you all the things
that remained
unheard then, i was
doing all the best
i could this past two
years and you need
to know that and i
said everything falls
back into place and
the wind swings on
a gentle haze and heart
breaks and mended again
and we know that we had
blood all over our hands
and we smear it out on
somebody else's face
and we sat and talked,
made ours a pair of
clean slate and
my moon listens my moon
understands my moon laughs
my moon repents my moon speaks
my moon sighs my moon wants to go
and i had let him go a million days ago and
my moon sleeps alone in the middle of the bed
and my moon is right there, a little dot in the night sky