When I fell for love,
it fed off my sorrow,
ate my fear
and drank my mind,
like a doomed monster
inching its way
through my life.

I bloomed in the night,
as the moon cried for me,
my roots drank the tears,
as the heaven’s above
opened wide for me.

My moon developed all of me,
as I fell at his starry feet,
Our love became lost
and pitch black.
It poured out of me,
creating a black hole
where my heart use to be.