Untold Lifestyle

It is Dusk and it prolongs, Here I am, with noone along. The Dawn will rise again, And My day has to go on. But will anyone notice if I was gone? Every ounce of her smile, Was the glory to the world. Her rage on actions, Countered the Evil yet Engaged in solitude and Grief,  will anyone knew she flee as free? Maybe she might have flee free. Maybe they might notice If she was gone. And maybe her day could turn better. All she knew was that , At the end of the night, SHE HAD HERSELF.  

      Moon might be full of mistakes,       Yet the sun admired her ways.       She was a glace when Tranquil,       And Appalling when savage.        They were like a pair of Idols,       Being their solidity.       The more they toiled to retrieve,       The more they drifted afar.       Just like the universe’s creation,        They were bo(r)n for both        But were meant to be apart.        This is Nothing special,        Just two young lovers who knew         They would never be together.