The moon watches the tears that rolls down my cheeks, the moon listens to my silent cries. The moon shines it light so that I can see, how it's there for me. The moon comforts me with its soft rays of light, a beautiful thing indeed, it is. 

And now, I can't see myself without the moon or have a moonless night, because the moon is my safe place, the one that comforts me when one else can. The moon loves me in a way no one else does, the moon is my saviour, my safe haven- a home just for me.