Moments of inspiration

There was this one night
In early September,
In which the moon was so bright
It seemed to be ember.

She sat next to me
With that glow in her eye...
Intending to see
If we could reach the sky.

The sky we did reach!
For that night at least...
But the feelings in a mist,
Grew stronger until they perish...

I still see her every week,
Prettier every time...
And I feel like a freak,
Only kissing her through a sign...

I've tried to let her go...
To give my life a new meaning...
But I love her so,
And I can't erase this feeling!