Space

i was told upon a moon, once, that all i loved would leave. Leave me in an empty void, filled with misery. He told me that he loved me, told me that he cared. But all along, there was a girl who’d already got his share. He was my bestfriend, as he was my own. And though he was a bit younger, my heart screamed ‘he’s my home!’ But, as always, there was Her. She was blonde, and nice, but cruel. She plays his heart like a string, a girl with a new jewel. She never did deserve him, he was much too good. But alas, he is a bit naive and kneeled where she was stood. So i did my best, then i left the room. I wouldn’t compete with another. So i said goodbye, and in my heart, my feelings i did cover.