Our relationship is like the moon in so many ways.
It has its phases, times where it seems to disappear.
Only to slowly reappear in full sight, bright and full of light.
Rising up to shine, then to rest quietly until the next time.

I treasure each and every moment when its showing.
Find it hard not to feel dread at knowing that time is short.
That things will again be as if nothing is there.
Not knowing how to deal with the feelings, where to store them.

Ever growing, they are not easily put to rest anymore.
It hurts to try to hide them away where there is no longer room for them.
At times I have to ask myself if the brief periods of joy are worth it.
The afterglow fades faster now as the hurt at closing up grows.

All I want to do is yell, to scream, to express these things.
To jump for joy and celebrate when its time for us to shine.
To fight tooth and nail when its time for it to rest.
To cry with sorrow at the deep sadness and emptiness it leaves me with.

Never felt so alone as I do at times now, to know such closeness.
Then to have it melt away, leaving me standing there by myself.
The hollow place where you just were is a blunt reminder.
Of what we could have if we just let it stay.

I want to move to the moon.
I want to stay there, shining bright.
I don't want to store it away anymore.
Don't want to hide it, keeping it quiet.

I know why it must be this way. I understand.
But it don't stop me from wishing, from dreaming.
Understanding don't take away the hurt.
It don't heal the pain, just makes it easier to bear.

My feelings are strong, very strong.
I'm scared, so scared that you'll not ever feel this way.
Not ever let go and express how you feel.
That all will be lost to me in time.

That will leave me picking up the pieces.
Struggling to keep it locked up each time we speak or touch.
Dealing with the pain at seeing you with another.
Hearing you speak of another, knowing what I'm missing.

Can I do this? I don't know. Just don't know.
The waiting and wondering seems to go on forever.
Then you open up a little and speak your heart and I see hope.
How can I not try? To not try is to never know if it will work.

I have to know if it will work.
Not knowing without trying is worse than knowing we tried.
Just pray that I can find the strength to wait til we can try.
And the strength to deal with what comes when we try.

Be it a return to what we used to be, wonderful, close friends.
Or to see our feelings grow into what they could be.
I pray you have the patience to deal with my ups n downs.
To put up with my craziness, my falling apart at times.