I wonder…

I wonder…

I wonder if the moon misses the sun. 

I wonder if he wishes he lived in the “day.”

I wonder if he wakes up early just to see her sunset.

I wonder if moon phases are really heart phases.

I wonder if a crescent moon means he’s losing hope. 

I wonder how it feels to live on the opposite side of the one you love.

Does absence really mean “fonder?”  

Or does it just mean, “gone.”

I wonder if his heart even lives in the moon anymore.

I wonder if he left it in her sun. 

I wonder how it feels to live without your heart,

because it’s walking around, inside someone else. 

I wonder what the stars think.

I wonder if they think he’s ridiculous. 

“It’s late,” they say, “go to bed already.”

He cant though,

her eighty minute sunset is worth every ounce of Redbull.

He really should sleep more. 

It’s starting to show on his face. 

Those smooth surfaces, now carved out. 

He just starred at her too long to leave unmarked.

I wonder if she even knows how immense he is. 

How his face brightens darkness. 

How he guides lovers on walks he lights with himself.

 I wonder is she knows how much he wishes he could take her on a walk.

But, I wonder if he knows they can’t shine together. 

They’re destined to be separate you see. 

The night needs its moon,

 and the day needs its sun.

It would just be selfish to keep each other.

So they wait in their day and night respectively. 

2 times a year it happens. 

Total Solar Eclipse. 

He stands right in front of her.

 Full moon face towards her.

He tells her that he loves her.

And waits six months to do it again.