I look at us and sincerely wonder how we got here. When did we break? Why can't it be fixed? The child in my person longs for the days when we meant everything to one another. But the maturing young lady cannot seem to let go of that hateful feelings that fester inside. Issues that can never be solved. Ones inability to comprehend makes the disagreement eternal. No understanding will come from one party, yet the need to get past comes from the other. The talks, the facade will not make these feelings go away. The letters never truly say whats on ones heart. All the efforts; wasted energy. Nothing will make us different people. You will always be the sun. And I will always be the moon. Day by day and night by night it becomes more clear that we are destined to never meet. A bond once so strong now barely holds on by a thread. We both must be at fault. Time and these different days have molded our bodies into two puzzle pieces that will never coincide the way they were meant to. Sun dearest sun how I wish to be able to gaze upon you and appreciate your worth, and talent. Tragically we are a world away. I try and try but somethings just can't be glossed over; sometimes things are to broken to be fixed. Sun, me being the humbled moon I will forever worship your divine majesty. But I the moon must except that we are fated to never meet in the way in which was intended...
