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I was the Moon.
You were the Sun
Going in constant circles,
On the run.

I would rise at the night,
But you were still gone,
Waiting to shed your light
On tomorrow's dawn.

You would long for me.
I would ache for you.
Curse this persistent gravity
That keeps me from you!

I worry that you'll look at Neptune
Like you look at me.
With her nebula hues
That you can't see on me.

Still we chase all around,
Praying that one day we'll meet,
But this endless cycle
Is somewhat bittersweet.

So, when I see the stars
In the heavenly skies above,
I'll think of you, my Pain, my Sun, my Love.

- April