You lost her.
You might have loved her, but you didn’t appreciate her.
Now she light’s up with fire and life in her heart again, thanks to her lover.
Her lover, who recognizes her beauty and sees her like the moon, he truly appreciates her.
You envy him.
She could have been your moon, but you were too busy chasing the dim lit stars.
You can’t decide to love someone, after they decide to let go.
Love them now.
I gave you all of me, since day one, you had me.
You gave me half of you, since day one, you hid from me.
Now you ask me why I’m walking away?
I mean honestly, did you really expect me to stay?
I don’t do so well with a half of anything.