Forgive Me My Moon

My lovely moon I have forgotten that you exist

Your night provides a balance for my day to persist 

Life is a part of death, therefore I'm thankful for your night

You are dark, and I am light

We are both imperfect yet perfect for each other

Be thankful for the moon don't forget to tell her that you love her 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741