His glances are timid in the daytime
Acting suspicious like he committed a crime
His smile is barely a smile
Whispers in her ear that he loves her while he slowly distances himself from her
 
As the sun sets, he gets closer to her
He was distanced before, now he slowly approaches her
He is now moving in towards her in slow motion
Playing with her emotions
 
He loves her dearly, but isn’t ready to admit it to himself
He continues to love her in the shadows
They’ll keep dancing under the moonlight
Until he loves himself in pure light first
Until they’re ready to dance in the sunlight too