Sun

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He saw that I had glowing embers of dying worlds in my eyes

and the deep onyx of the night in my hair

he saw that I wanted to be a constellation

not just lie among the stars


Maybe that is why it is so difficult for me

to rip him out of my soul

as he did me


He saw that, to me

weird was a compliment

and normal

a scathing insult


Because why would I want to be one of many

when I could shine so much brighter

be so much stronger

on my own


But that could be why he turned away

My light was too bright,

even for him


He saw that I wanted empires at my feet

and my enemies' blood on my lips

I wanted fear to strike the hearts

of anyone who uttered my name


He listened when I mused the benefits of

being someone powerful

being someone different

being a queen


But a queen shouldn't have weaknesses

and I had

so

many


He understood that too many people

too much noise,

made my hands shake

and my lips quiver


He accepted that it was okay

for me

to be this way


They laughed when I said to touch me

is to doom yourself to a miserable

and lonely

eternity


But he didn't

And he suffered the consequences


So then why am I the one

who is sitting here

spinning tales of a time

when I was his sun

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