Its not about me, its about her:
Sometimes, I think of the sun and the moon as lovers who rarely meet,always chase, and almost always miss one another.
But once in a while do they catch up, and they kiss, and the world stares in awe of their Eclipse.
Its not about me, its about her:
Sometimes, I think of the sun and the moon as lovers who rarely meet,always chase, and almost always miss one another.
But once in a while do they catch up, and they kiss, and the world stares in awe of their Eclipse.
