But my love, words cannot describe the moons love for daybreak, when people stop halfheartedly calling her beautiful and leave her alone with the man living on her

But my dear, no poem is enough to explain the loss of self she felt when man stepped foot on her bare surface, yet she was still forced to shine every night and show the retched face she calls home

But my angel, for centuries people wondered about the moon, why she shines full once a month, why no man was allowed to touch her

But my sweetest, why did the wonder stop when we forced ourselves upon her, when man kind stole objects from her surface and left his mark on her skin

But my star, she still shines bright, for there are ones who still wonder, who believe she is always whole, that she is never halfheartedly beautiful

But my moon, you are strong, your attackers did not seal any of your phases. You are no less. You are still a goddess in the night sky.

How did a girl keep me alive? Why am I dying without you? Why can’t I breath anymore? I loved you more than I loved myself and now I’m lost in a grave six feet under. Your eyes kept me out of water and now I’m drowning in a sea of my own darkness.
I’m terrified to love because of you. I’m terrified to call another girl mine.
What if they don’t taste like you did? What if their smell doesn't intoxicate me? What if they’re just like you and decide I’m not good enough to love?
I loved you with all I had and now I don’t have anything to give someone else. I want to love again. I want to forget about the almost year we spent together. I want someone to call me theirs again. I want to have a happily ever after. I just never thought you would be the one keeping me from it.
I never thought I would be without your arms, without your good morning texts. What if they don’t text me in the morning? What if their arms don’t make me feel safe like yours did? Why does that have to be past tense? Why are you past tense? Why am I still writing about you seven months later?
Why can’t I let go and love someone else?
Why am I so scared?
Why do you make me scared?

I see the galaxies that used to look upon simple things with beauty collapsing in your eyes
Now you just stare at the wall blankly wondering when it's all going to fall, hoping it crushes you under its weight
I miss how you used to look at me with star dust, we dreamed of a day that the sun would burn out so we could spend the night in each other's arms forever
Why am I trying to find you in the bottom of a drink, in the hands of a stranger, in the bed sheets that reek of cigarettes
I miss your floral scent and your alien eyes, you said we'd fly to Venus where everything was backwards, where we'd be able to stay together
Why did you let them chase you away from me
Why didn't you fight for us
Why didn't I
There was so much we could of done but you're afraid of zero gravity and I'm scared of suffocation
Did I suffocate you with my love when you made me feel like I was floating away
Now you wait for something to crush you and I drink to forget your name only to call it out to someone else
I want to go back to wishing on shooting stars and dreaming of a dark sun
I don't want these cracked ceilings and forgettable nights
I want Venus, where we're still together and galaxies are alive and well