You told me I was the moon and you are the planet. You promised to love me eventhough I have different phases. I found out that you are the planet Mars and I am not your only moon.
deep conversation under blanket of stars,
who are you when i am not watching?
can i trust the same man i love?
who are you when the sky is full of stars and i'm not by your side to gaze at them?
can i assure you won't look for another woman to watch the pretty sky with you?
break my heart and you'll see memories of sunset, sunrise, skies in pretty colors, rain and flowers
break my heart and you'll see a map of galaxies
break my heart and you'll see laughter and smiles of children
break my heart and you'll see all of these in shattered pieces
— The End —