Loving you meant everything to me.
You had the ability to turn my heart
into the moon, sometimes so full
but other times, so small, I was
almost invisible. I promised myself
I would never let anyone control
the rhythm of my heart and I broke
that promise for you. I would have
given you galaxies and lyrics and
poetry and… well, everything… but
I would still only be a sky full of stars,
too cloudy for you to ever see and a
song with music, always too loud,
for you to hear the lyrics.