Under the Moon Light

My first wish,
Though it did not come true,
Keeps place in my heart,
Because it was for you,
Twas made under the moon light.

My first I-miss-you tear,
Was for someone I now hate,
For I loved them then,
Indeed was great,
Fell under the moon light.

My first suicidal thought,
Though twas not pleasant,
Stays with me forever,
Because tis true to the present,
Twas thought under the moon light.

My first thought of you,
Was the best thing thus far,
And will stay with me,
Whether you are near or far,
Twas under the moon light.

My dream of you and me,
Stays forever locked away,
For it will tear us apart,
For you are simply gay,
Twas cried upon....
Under the moon light.
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Okay I can see it now. People will say "Don't use gay to mean stupid or whatever!"

I'm not using gay to mean stupid. I'm using gay to mean homosexual. And I personally don't think its wrong. I'm half gay myself :D So I will say it one more time...when I say "gay" in this poem, I mean homosexual. Don't give me crap about it..please.