Have your ex boyfriend. Have him. Why should I sit around and wait for you when I know you're flirting with someone else? I know. I'm not stupid. You lost something real good. I'm not giving up. You gave up on me a LONG time ago. So I hope you're happy. I'm not doing this shit anymore.
You lost her. And now she lights up the night-time sky for her new lover before he recognised her as the moon. And you envy him. She could've been your moon, but you were too busy chasing dimly lit stars.