Moon child
As a child, I was fascinated with you and your breathtaking presence. You see, you were quite perplexing as on certain days you were half of yourself, some a quarter, and on special occasions you were whole. Growing up, I longed to share the same sky as you did as no one seemed to bother or care to understand the highs and lows of the blues that were brewing within.
I look at you now and I can’t help but wonder if you think of me fondly the same way as I do of you.
I see you as massively unattainable yet equally as minute and fragile from where I currently stand. Your glow illuminates the life that I’m currently living in and yet you live in your lonesome solitude. You are a considered to be a force of nature while I on the other hand am part of the entities to which causes nature its demise.
Together we find ourselves to be each other’s paradox and enigma. Bodies created separately to survive yet collectively provides purpose to each other. For ours perhaps is a telltale tragedy of a love that stems from loss. Just as when you start anew and the day breaks I fade into the abyss to give life to the girl that looked longingly and I once knew.
