He Is My Moon

I want a lover like the moon, 

With me from the start, 

Even if the Almighty tries, 

No one can tear us apart. 

The connection is so strong, 

That tides rise from the ocean, 

Always around me, 

In the same motion. 

Blushes when my silhouette falls on him, 

He is so cute to bear, 

His charm was so acute, 

It's simply unfair. 

But look at the destiny, 

The moon is moving away every year.  

Hii! I am Purbhi. A 16-year-old writing some scribbles and calling them poetry. Thank you!!