waiting for the sun
has never been my style
I adore the moon, maybe we all do
the sun is perfection
you look at it, you burn
the moon is scarred
she doesn't know how beautiful she is
the sun is strong
the moon is delicate
the sun is gifted
the moon steals
in the end, everyday
it is she who understands
what it is like to be broken
~chhavi
