Sun: "Every day I miss you. I contemplate your beauty from the distance wishing I could be closer to you... I love you."
Moon: "Every night I miss you, it's not easy to be lonely & cold. So I decided to come close to you ever now & again. To see your light & feel your warmth; when our love aligns the Earth & the Universe feels our energy. I love you more than there are planets & stars."
The sun bathes me in a nostalgic glow with memories so vivid they stain my mind in gold. The summer is emptier than the last. It's the sound of laughter from long-time friends turning into violent silence between strangers. It's the bitter taste of overdue goodbyes - each one freezing me, but I'm left still feeling hollow inside.
Should I feel better now??
My past leaves me like a tired lover & all I can do is watch it disappear. Watch - as it leaves me here.
The moon lights up my skin telling me that I still matter... But I lose myself in every season & I have forgotten who I am.
All I remember is them;
I remember everyone except for me.
I find a strange comfort in sadness.
It's what I know & no one else can take it from me since there is nothing to take...
It almost feels a little like home to me, like its where I belong.
I grew up here & its the place I always return to...
No matter what I do or where I go in life I always end up back here.
For me, there is a distinct fear in happiness.
Deep seated & unrelenting because I know deep down it won't last.
Its never truly mine & eventually something or someone will take it away since it never belonged to me.
....... Like you never did...
You often find me distracted, my body present but my mind is elsewhere. You bring me back to the now - in question. "Why do you do that? Stare off into space?" but I assumed it was obvious. I assumed they knew us dreamers couldn't bare the thought of our own reality.
You call me child
You call me weak
You call me naive
Oh, but sweetheart... I am a Goddess
My blood is made of stardust
& my heart of burning flames
I have the strength of a warrior
& the mind of the wise
You thought you could lock me in your grasp
......
By my blade is too sharp
& your grip loose
& this is how I become the Queen
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