You say that you're the moon and, my heart say, that's relatable for, we both had our days of hiding behind the sun, and the clouds, peacefully letting others shine like stars.
~you and i are just the metaphors hoping to be discovered by the desolate phrases of our scribbled poetry; a reflection of the hapless 'us' but precisely, the realistic 'us'.
she's merely a helpless divorced woman i don't think it's true that she can be independent i certainly believe that she is incomplete without 'him' so don't even dare to influence my beliefs i strongly stand on what i say