You were the moon to my vast sky
whose light brightened my existence.
You were encompassed
only by the stars abound
that blinked and sighed and marveled
at your ethereal beauty.
I looked and looked at you
searching for the answer
that would lead me into your embrace.
You led me into a state of vulnerability
and I kept conversing with you,
hoping you would reach out
to fill me with the glow of your moonlight.
You, I believed,
were the sole gleam required
to put me into irrevocable bliss.
But then the sun rose
and you were lost in its blinding sight.
I crouched deeper and deeper into my shell,
constantly waiting for you to reappear.
I searched and searched for the question
that had introduced me to you.
I grew restless and impatient.
I looked and looked,
I searched and searched,
I waited and waited,
Until the darkness began to creep in,
Until the stars began to twinkle again
and that was when I saw you.
But you seemed to be scarred.
I could no longer reach out to you,
and I had lost you forever.
I saw you again
but I could only see your pain.
I could see your eyes
but they only waited to see the sun.