I used to thinkYou were the sun
And I the moon.
You were bright
And happy-
An unfaltering energy,
You lit up my life just by existing.
I was the moon,
An ever-changing entity
Surrounded by inky darkness.
But at the end of our universe
I know that I am the sun
and you are the moon.
I am stable.
I rise and set every day,
As an auto pilot motion
Alone in the sky.
You are the moon.
Sitting gracefully in the night,
Covering your face each evening in a new way.
Surrounded by beautiful stars
A sky full of your friends.
How different does the end look
Between the night
And the day.
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Lavender Scented Poems
PoetryWriting poetry because I'm in college and struggling with mental illness.