My Side To Moon

Today I went upstairs, Moon; you weren't there. I searched for you, maybe you were hidden; by dark clouds But after so long, you might have gone to the hid out, with its own crowd. I know you are far away, You can't reach me neither can I. You can see everyone, not just me; reply But me; I can see you, just not anyone; deny. All the sleepless nights, many of them were mine. I think 'one day' shall we meet But the distance between you and me doesn't give a slight relief. I think of writing a letter, but the address is unreached. I think of buying you a nice gift but the amount is high; I can't reach. But 'one day' shall we meet; even if it's without a letter and a treat.