I saw the moon and fell asleep,
Its light was calm, its silence deep.
But when I woke, the moon had gone—
The sun had come, and took the throne.

He said, “Wake up. Go take what’s yours,
No more dreams behind closed doors.”

The moon is loved for bringing peace,
But the sun? He burns, yet never leaves.
Tired, alone—but still he shone.
And that day,
I chose the sun.
I chose the strong one.

I fell for the ocean,
Knowing he loves everyone.
But every wave that touched my skin
Felt like a promise—until it was done.

I watched others play in the same tide,
And smiled, pretending I was fine inside.
It was a mistake, I won’t forget...
But one I carry
With no regret.