one night he asked me,
what is acceptance?

and i answered him,
with confidence
and triumph on my face,
**acceptance is one day
you woke up
and it doesn't hurt
any longer

I'd like to think of you as a moon.
It's out of my reach.

But the moon will always shine on me.
And eventhough the sun hide his presence
I know the moon will always be there,
Just like *you