he was tall i am short he was strong i am weak he was the football star and homecoming king i was the girl who sat alone in the library and kept her head down in the hallways he was loved i was invisible but some how he, of all people saw me, and loved me. he made me feel beautiful and made me happy he tickled and teased his way into my chaotic mind he kissed and charmed his way into my heart but he was the sun and i am the moon we weren't meant to collide but when we did the universe exploded and the blast sent us our own ways he left me but i never left him. i follow in his shadow glimpses of his iridescent light is the only thing that keeps me going. but he is the sun and i am the moon we will never be together again. and that is what will **** me.
so. yeah. i wonder what he thinks about when he hears my name.