It was simple.

He was the Moon and I was a dull star, yearning for his affection.

I knew from the moment we first crossed paths, that he would never crave me the way I craved him but naively, I slowly began let myself orbit around him til he became the core of my existence.

It was not long before that there was an eclipse and he become infatuated by Earth’s utter beauty and aura.

I could not even detest him for it as she was colorful, uncomplicated and happy , essentially everything I would never be and more.

So I smiled and pretended all was well until gravity could no longer embrace me tightly and I could finally free fall in to the galaxy eternally ,never to be seen again and every detail of the Moon forever imprinted of my mind until my heart disintegrated, in hopes that maybe he would hold on to at least a piece of me.

Z.L.