I had no one to talk to
Until I saw the Moon.
She was looking extra bright
And whispered, "I’ve got you.”
"Even though you may not see me
Throughout your long and busy days...
I’m right there behind the clouds,
Waiting for our next embrace."
"Is it loneliness you feel?"
"Is that what makes you cry?"
"I wish I could tell you how it felt,
To be the only Moon for miles."
I softened my stiff shoulders,
Let all my tears run dry.
I smiled at Her
And suddenly came to realize...
We weren’t so different after all.
There are days of feeling small.
But just because we disappear,
Doesn’t mean we aren’t still near.
The Moon has no companion,
Not one with a familiar face.
Perhaps She looks at me as I look at Her,
While tears stream down Her face.
"Is it loneliness you feel?"
"Is that what makes you cry?"
"I wish I could tell you how it felt
To be alone amongst the smiles."
It was then that we both reached
A semi-understanding.
I know you
And you know me.
Who’s Who?
I'm you.
You're me.
