they were different.
they were the sun and the moon, and the rest of the world stars.

both magnificent from a distance,
but very few were made to be close to them.

they were both bright in their own senses,
she possessing unparalleled grace and he being the essence of mystery.

they, of course, were attracted to each other.
like magnets though, if one was pushing and one was pulling they were unstoppable.
but if they both put out force simultaneously they sometimes repelled each other.

they never could quite figure it out, why love and hate seemed to sometimes run together;
why they longed to wake up next to each other every morning but never wanted to see the other again at the same time

why they felt so bright standing alone but so often eclipsed when next to the other.

they couldn't help that they were so passionate about their own worlds but so indifferent toward the others.

they couldn't quite grasp any of it.

they were different.

they were different because she longed to be light, and he always insisted on being darkness//