If I stand just right the sun hits us the same tilted slightly away

When I look at it I’m suddenly aware of the angle how darkness doesn’t mean I can’t see the outline

Painting a sky blue the only hint that it’s a lie is the rock hanging in the sky

To remind us there’s something beyond

You can only see out in the night if she’s gone

Otherwise I search for her

I don’t know why this and that take pronouns they just do leave me alone they’re my sun and my moon

I don’t have to share because each cognition is different each reality different

Billions of moons billions of suns they all mean something different to everyone

And somewhere out there you are

I miss you

You’re so far and I loved every second I spent with you even when I was angry and hurting and screaming and crying

I still felt I had someone who could see from so far away

But I can’t see you now

Us silly humans

I know you’re there

I just don’t have proof so I worry about it

Whispered to the moon to be passed to the rings

I love you I miss you it doesn’t mean a thing but it’s true

I love you

Beautiful Saturn

Of yellow and blue.

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