Longings

The sunset is just a phase,
for it brings me a reason to write,
about how much I love you,
about how much absence hurts,
about how I long for you.
I just reach out to the moon,
as if to touch it with my outstretched hands,
just like I wish of being loved,
atleaset unlike the moon you could try.
Maybe you do, maybe you don’t
questioning your thoughts is sacrilege,
for I place you next to my god,
for I love you both unparalled.