Sometimes we yearn for someone we're not destined to be with, and love them too much. And because of that, it's hard to let go...probably even close to impossible. Its like a wolf (in this poem, a she-wolf) longing for the moon...her love. The same wolf that exists in you and...in me. But what would you do if that love is not returned? What would you do if that yearning begins to break your heart? What would you do if you're left lovelorn? .....Like the lovelorn wolf?