💔 😭 Thief, did Amy W inspire this poem?

Waste in shadow, only if we do not allow the light back in. Shadow is our dark side, what we suppress because of shame.

An untutored heart—we are here to learn to love.

The moon is feminine energy—no light of it's own, the cycle of time, moody, shifting like sand.

The sun (divine masculine) is the source of the moon's light—and here we have Amy, Back To Black, "lovers waste in shadow" (her and blake) and Amy's shadows (drinking, depression) after a broken heart by a cruel ex who didn't give a damn about her. Her heart-h burning, sadly not enough to keep her here.