Musings and drabbles

A painful goodbye

I wish it were like the first days we met, where it was like we were meant to be. As the stars had aligned, we were fate. Yet it seems the stars only aligned in my eyes, as my reality split off of yours and you fell in love again.

Leaving me behind, just as it seems fate had. I hurt watching you smile, watching you so happy with the only one who was right for you. And that one wasn't me, it was never meant to be me. Yet my delusions plague my mind and I hate myself for thinking someone as perfect as the moon and as warm as the sun, was fated with someone who was as cold as the sea's unforgiving grasp and the harsh loneliness of the dark. 

You were my moon, my light in the dark where not even the sun rays reached, where the sea of emotion drowned me like a sailor to his harsh lover. 

Yet as the sailor, it's only fair I drown in order to appreciate your beauty, your warmth and your shining perfection. I am the sea, and all I would have done was hurt you.

And yet it hurts, feeling what I am and seeing you show your love to someone who deserves it. You are the stars, and I am merely a mortal blessed to witness you shine.

So live on without me, my star. May the gods bow to your ethereal beauty and may the moon cover you in her protective glow, for I may have once been the star in your constellation, and you in mine, but now I'm the sea and you the sky, cradling your beloved in your silken robes as I wish for what could have been...