I tell the night my secrets,
My eyes are wide awake
And heart barely beating.
I tell the night my secrets,
My hands won’t stop shaking
As I tell my sins to the stars.
I don’t think they’ll be forgiven,
But letting them go eased the ache in part.
I tell the night my secrets
And ask if I am real
Or whether I am a ghost
That hasn’t moved on.
I doubt I even am existing.
I tell the night my secrets,
But I doubt you’ll understand.
I gave my heart to the Moon
And you gave yours to the Sun.
