─ 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓.

i’m a moon. i fell in love with the sun. 
          	we barely meet or get to be near each other, but we exchange sweet love letters through the clouds and falling stars, through the wind that blows and the sky we share where a painful distance lies between us still. 
          	he tells me he loves me, that i’m his favorite celestial body, and he wishes to ride among the stars, dance around the orbits and travel every corner of the universe with me. 
          	but we both know that’s something we can only dream of, hopelessly, desperately; i can never get too close to him anyway. 
          	he’s the brightest star in the sky, and i’m just a silver of a satellite that absorbs his light and just takes and takes and takes until he goes down and i’m left shining off of the brightness he left me, alone. 
          	i remember how the stars once told me that we’re meant to be, that we’ll get to be together, and happy, someday, somehow, that it’s written on them. that we do people good, bring them light, give them an unimaginable source of comfort. but when we kissed that one time, it only brought to the world an eclipse. complete darkness. we touched once and it was as though all the light from the world was taken away. 
          	so how am i to believe we could ever be with one another?