I should’ve
waited
for someone
like
her to
come
into my
life.

I envy the moon, for hiding so frequently behind the shadow of the Earth.
I wish I could do the same, sometimes.
I’m tired of hanging in this sky.
I’m sick of my solitude in a starless expanse.
So fair world, do unto me as a new moon, I beg.
Let me go behind your shadow this once.
And as the moon is so rejoiced when it returns from behind its cloak,
Let me, one day, feel the same.

I want you to be
My last dance
My last kiss
My last chance
My last wish
My last love
My last laugh
My last hug
My last half
My last start
My last end
My last heart
My last mend
My last day
My last night
My last way
My last right
My last