I used to gently whisper I love you to the moon in hopes it would speak to you as I stared upon it. I would stare upon the stars and beg to provide its protection to shield you from any harm. There I asked the darkness to watch over you In my absence, for it to shadow my presence In great hopes you sought out a sense of comfort. My deepest condolences, I was not there when you weeped my name, For I stayed in the shadows. forgive thee once more.