You are the moon of my life.
Actually the sun.
Nothing shines as bright.
Nothing feels more right.
Tired of the stars so far away,
I need the closest one to lighten my day.
I need the breeze blowing soft and smooth
As we toast our glasses with some of the best beer ever brewed.
Clues to choose this unicorn are blinded by the curse of being born with a passion so deep for the stage that I throw away most of my money saved. Brave they say, but very lonely. Lost in my mind. Beginning to believe it's only I who can stand this kind of life. I strive for the best for me, and a partner tends to feel less likely. Stress is on my shoulders, but it's harder to carry as I get older. Money money money it makes me more hungry to achieve what I feel will move me towards a career in the future. Not so sure, but it's called an adventure for a reason. Give it a couple of seasons and I'll be closer to that star. Hopefully soon, but for now I'll continue to stare at the moon.