sun and moon

we have all been taken from the sky.

started as stars,

meteorites.

crashing into each other, 

birthing the beginning of the universe.

for the sun and the moon

not set for us,

but set alone.

to have the eternity

to stay together,

yet millions of miles apart.

but why-

oh how eternity

must feel so great,

until eternity runs out

and the hourglass is half empty.

to be an optimist and see it

half-full.

oh, to be loved,

as the sun loves the moon

and the moon loves the sun.

yet i remain wondering

how the sun and the moon

can remain together,

especially on nights

where the silence gets too loud.

when the nights get too cold,

or the days too bright,

where one bores the other-

and the other gets restless.

for i feel i am the moon

and he is the sun,

how i lax and calm down,

as he brightens my world

and cheers me up.

how lonely the nights are

when he's not here,

how even through the night

he manages to make my day.

but oh.. how i still love him,

even if he's a million miles away.