The Tree and The Eyes

I've known you not much, lesser I've seen,
But I've known you to be such, and what your thoughts might've been...

It's not everyday, that I write you a line,
But when you're worth it, I deem it to be fine..

Take this lightly, yet in all seriousness,
It's a small confession, under no duress..

I can see you till my eyes bleed, see you till I die..
You're the cloud that my skies need, reach them if I try..

Though I'm a gentle tree, and you're the moon so high,

And yet, I'll just see you till my eyes bleed,

..see you till I die.