Confusion - A

We spoke forever And then some more He called We both stood on our balconies Watching the moonlit sky above Laughing about those stories That compare the stars with love He closed his eyes So that he could see The sight before me The red moon setting into the sun And the ocean rising up into the red moon A flash of green light A dash across the sky Fireworks and Or shooting stars He makes his wish But he won't dish He says he was hasty Not sure he wanted it to come true at all I pondered and pestered But he wouldn't tell He set a date for his confession Friday, he said Friday, he'll tell So far apart yet so close together We held up our hands and closed one eye And as one, we wrap our pinky around the moon A pinky promise A lunar pinky promise He mocks it I mock it Laughs at the sight we must be Laugh at the irony The moon isn't constant I say He says he will always be (constant) with me He laughs again With me At us I ponder and pester He says I must know it, it's obvious I don't Next night He tells me we speak too much And my fear bubbles out Fear of loss Fear of abandonment And a sense of "I told you so" I thought he was leaving Never to speak to me again Friday, he promises He worries about my reaction I worry about his action We part I remember He stared nonstop To make me feel awkward I blush, I laugh I make eye contact And actually see them So gray so green Somewhere lost in between They do make me drown And ever since then I cannot look him in the eyes Without feeling a spark A tantalizing reviving heart warming terrifying spark But I deny Underneath the waterfall Only him and me Hiding away Separated Together So far apart Laughing I felt it that night But I still deny So, I lay alone Under the moonlit night With the stars That relate to love And I assume I try to think of anything other than What I think it is What I fear it is What I've always feared would be I must prepare myself I say To face these fears one day And that day may be tomorrow My heart flutters at the thought I do not think That on that flash of green He wished for me But I do fear it And it's my only assumption I must prepare What I would do Assuming it came true I know not what I will do Will I say yes or runaway So I will see him tomorrow I say to myself: "To be with you Or to be true Do I love you? But I know That tomorrow you will tell me That on that streak of light In the moonlit night Underneath the lovers' stars You wished for a bar of Mars"