The night falls
Dimming the tensions and strife these lonely days bestow
as she holds tightly to her phone
His voice singing in her ears
And she gazes at the moon only seeing his face
Slipping into a dream of his warm embrace
Imagining heaven beside him
His words guide her
Displacing the angst of love loss
Replacing it with the harmonious song of yearning hearts
He is the man in the moon
The missing puzzle piece
A new start building her up from the rubble of destructive thought
Tearing down her notions of not being good enough