As I talk to the moon spilling all of my secrets
She tells me about the sun and I tell her about you
Oh how I miss you
She replays our memories in the stars around
Dancing and lucid
A whisper in the night will she relay to you?
Seeping through your window the words
“Come back to me” lie right on your pillow
I hope that you hear it
I hope that you come
But for now, I’ll tell the moon what I pray we will become
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 1:03 AM UTC
As I talk to the moon spilling all of my secrets
She tells me about the sun and I tell her about you
Oh how I miss you
She replays our memories in the stars around
Dancing and lucid
A whisper in the night will she relay to you?
Seeping through your window the words
“Come back to me” lie right on your pillow
I hope that you hear it
I hope that you come
But for now, I’ll tell the moon what I pray we will become
I really hope this isn’t the end of us, it would truly break my heart