The sunlight gradients completely into the night;

I look up at the sky, hoping the moon grants sight.

I know that your right here, I know that I love you;

No, not only your personality but the shape of you.

I know that it seems wrong, I know that it seems rude;

But I can't help the fact that it is the truth.

Because I don't know the difference between a reality and a fantasy;

You never know this life could be a fallacy.