these silhouettes strolled across, through the creaking bridge, walked on it as if they didn't notice the noise, stepped on it like they knew which path to take next, but one thing they knew was that they had to cross over without knowing it would break and took them down and fed them to the raging waves below.
"You are my moon Which keeps me company When I am alone With my thoughts at night."
I remember your eyes lighted up when you said that. I remember the feeling I felt the night you said that.
And I also remember The days you turned into a cocoon. The nights where I only focused My lights for you; to keep you warm. So you wouldn't feel no harm.
Then you came out of the shell that kept you hostage. Right away, as you were free, you asked about your age. I whispered that you weren't as old as you thought you were. You sighed in blue, changed your color, and stopped your prayer.
But I am still the moon Floating with my tune. So don't reach me with your balloon, Just stay there in your dune.