the moon loves the sun but ever the sun runs.
the moon runs after the sun ever forever, and just when he feels he is near, he feels the last of the light just disappearing over the horizon.
is it the sheer distance, or is it some other cruel twist of a cosmic prankster?
for perhaps while the moon does feel the sun's warmth, he reflects all the light. perhaps because the sun sees that the light from the moon is her own, she thinks little of him, for it is a rather common thing indeed to only take notice of the unsubtle differences.
Perhaps the moon would one day catch up finally, to at last come to side with the sun and reciprocate her light.
Meanwhile he continues his relentless pursuit, ever and ever on, across cold space that stretches ever and ever on, while time goes ever and ever on.
but well, forever is waiting, isnt it
| Thoughts Became Words At 7:51 PM |
