f r â n t u r i

c l o s e r

Maybe the Moon was our home
And you weren't just my poem,
Maybe I hadn't loved you enough,
I've consumed you like a snuff.

You killed me once, though's not fair,
And with my last breath of air,
I said I love you, forgive me,
You said nothing but ignored me.

Would you love me like I do?
Like the Sun loves the Moon?
Or you're just having fun with me,
Why don't you wanna talk to me?

Tell me that I'm wrong or something,
Yell at me or just do nothing,
Be whatever do you want,
But, please... don't tear me apart.