Once, she loved brightness,
She always kept her place in light,
She used to decorate her room with full of lights.
She was a Selenophile,
Even though moon comes at night,
It was bright, giving light at the dark.
She didn't like to be in dark,
She used to get dull vibes, being in dark.
But now, darkness engulfed her life,
She's scared of being in light again,
She's in love with the darkness.
Even now she is a Selenophile,
She loves the moon even now,
Because it comes when it's dark.