I envy the sun because when you're half asleep groggy and painfully unaware of how peaceful and beautiful you look, she kisses your lips with light.
But the moon, oh she's the luckiest of them all, shes the one who knows all your 3 am thoughts and secrets, I'm jealous because she knows your sheets that get to touch every part of you as you slowly fall asleep, she gets to feel your every breath falling like crashing thunder, she gets to admire your raw beauty in your most delicate and fragile state.