I was the one
who was the subject of that gaze.
The sparkle in your eyes
always shed light upon my face.
You lit up when you saw me,
like the sun shines upon the moon,
but it’s dark now
and it won’t be day again soon.
Now you look at her in that special way
and at me as if I’m just a passer-by.
She’s your moon now
and I’m just an ever-orbiting thing
that can’t break away,
that can’t say goodbye.