I saw the sky crying.

It grieved over the loss of its lover.

It had dark circles like it has lost its meaning of light.

I saw those tears breaking through the clouds,

and reach the earth in hope of comfort.

And the earth, it comforted the sky,

as the air became cooler,

the trees danced and the wind sang

the sky let go of its grief as the dark clouds clear away,

and the beautiful moon appeared.

You were the moon for me.

And now that I have lost you,

it seems like the sky has lost it's source of light,

like its always dark, but it never shed tears.

You held me when I kept falling,

and now, every time I fall,

I hope to see you behind me,

but all I see is dark.

You told me,

"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did,

and let me love you anyway"

Then why are you gone now?

Why has the moon left its night sky,

Why has it left it so dark and empty.

Every time I look at the moon,

I laugh, cuz the pain doesn't hurt anymore,

My heart, it's numb, it's dark and barren.

I still see you in the moon,

But as I look beside me,

the moon laughs.

It points at me and says,

"I never left my sky,

why did your moon leave?"

And I don't know what to say.

It's right,

It is still lighting up its sky,

But my moon, he's gone.

But then I think

Maybe I'm not the sky.

Maybe I'm the earth,

And you're the moon.

Maybe I was never supposed to meet you,

Maybe I should have always loved you from afar.

Because the moon and earth never meet.

And maybe a beautiful accident brought it together.

But,

I feel it's better like that,

my moon with it's sky,

as I, the earth, admire my moon from far.