To The Moon and Back

I could close my eyes and let them breathe for once - away from his eyes
I could stop my heart from being split in two - and for once, conquer the way it feels.

I could tie my hands to his wrist and let him lead
I could hold onto this ill-made boat of love
and with it, sink.

Like the sky - too far to be truly ours.
Like silence from lips left uncertain.
Like tomorrows and their promises paper thin.
Like the dismissed agony of storms within.
Like love that'll never see the light of day
and measure to the moon and back.

He's mine.
Yet never will be.