if it hadn't have been for you

I wait in the dark,

with the clouds poking through the atmosphere.

I look to the stars

begging for their help.

They shoot dust in my eyes;

which brings the tears

I watch the moon as it's turning

wishing I could be up there

a fictional version of the moon

I would glow as I walked past its

wispy trees

and

blissful flowers

I would have a space

to breath

to sit

to live

I would flourish as a part of the moon

and she in return would;

shower me in,

warm eyes,

and, loving words.

I dream for this to be

as I drip my tears onto the dirt;

as the stars glare at me

laughing and sneering at all I wish to be true.

But they know I wouldn't have wished for this

if it hadn't have been for you.