he loved her
the way secrets love the quiet
the way shadows love the dark
undeniable
and without an explanation
it is just common sense
but he is
much too needy
much too clingy
much too much
soon she wants
no shadows, no secrets
she begins to dread
the dark and the quiet
that is where he hides
that is how he loves her
she has grown tired
of the undeniable
and without an explanation
and just common sense love
she surrounds herself
in music and light
she is gone
but he is waiting for her
to come back
somewhere in a dark, silent corner
he whispers her name
Luna
she pretends she doesn't hear
but she does
the music
wasn't quite loud enough
the lights
were not quite bright enough
he has come back
she can't escape
the shadows and quiet forever
eventually, it ends
and she has to go home
with her body
doused in light
in it's half-hearted attempt
to scare the shadows away
and she is still singing
though her voice is hoarse
trying to fill the silence
but it's not working
he's back
she sighs his name
Sol
he is a gloomy place
she wishes
she didn't have to
come back to
but she is the moon
she is supposed
to live this way
he is the sun
when he glows
he casts shadows and
makes silence
he tells her he loves her
but his way
of showing his love
is not the way she wants it
just because someone
loves you with all they can
doesn't mean their love
will mean anything
if it's not the kind that's wanted
and his love does not mean anything
it is not the kind that's wanted
she does not want
an undeniable
and without an explanation
and common sense love
the sun silences the moon
every morning to serenade her
with it's light
the moon doesn't
like that at all
she just wants someone to
sing with her
but the sun can't do that
he doesn't know how to
stop glowing so bright
he doesn't know
how to love
any other way
so every morning
he tries to stop himself
from silencing the moon
but he can't
he just can't
and so every morning
he shines brighter than
a thousand stars
singing his apologies
to the moon
the love of his life
the one he will never touch
never please
never sing with.
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Poetry"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]
