Collision

They say the moon only shines because it is borrowed light, a beautiful reflection of something it can never truly touch. That is how loving her feels like a glowing, celestial secret kept in the dead of night, while the sun of my real life burns too bright and too harsh during the day.
I am bound by a gold band and a promise made before I knew what it meant to breathe. My marriage is a well-lit house, sturdy and expected, but she is the cool, silver shadow I find myself chasing. To hold her hand is to feel a peace so profound it terrifies me, it is the kind of stillness that precedes a total wreck. Every time our skin touches, I feel the foundations of my world cracking.
I am a wife, a shadow, and a traitor, caught in a tide that pulls me toward her even as the shore of my "perfect" life vanishes. It is a love written in the stars and whispered in the dark, a beautiful, devastating collision that will leave nothing but stardust and ruins in its wake.
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