Sighing, he picked up a pen.
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Tryna get to you
In hopes you're on the other side, talking to me too
Or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?
He groaned, ripping it out.
Tossing it into the trash, he let a memory of Jonathan float around in his head.
Stupid, stupid, stupid. You're so fucking stupid.
Song lyrics from Bruno Mars, Talking to the Moon :,)
