just the very though of you
has my legs spread
like an easel with a canvas
begging for art

i’m just a phase.
to you i am the moon
the gentle light that caresses your cheek in the darkness
the one that revolves around you.
but as the moon is known to do, i’m just a phase
a phase of your love i fight to earn
i’m slowly fading,
and you’re doing nothing to stop it.
i’m soon to be a new moon.

i’m not sure who you love
who you give your light to
who your eyes shine for
but i know it’s not me