My mind seems to keep orbiting around you as if you're the earth and I am the moon. Turns out youre Neptune—you have numbered of moons orbiting around you. And I am Triton—one of your moons.
Eventually your charm will be too much for me that I can't resist the urge to be close to you. And that's when you destroy me. I no longer heed the Roche Limit. And let your tidal forces tear me into pieces.