She sat admiring the sun. The sun the way it had glown and shown.
She smiled reaching toward it, but it was to far away. She always danced
with the sun to give earth day and night. However no matter how
much she loved the sun, she also envied it wanting to have comments
on how beautiful she was.
She loved the sun.
He was her sun.
She lived in the dark.
He lit her way.
She would always remain a mystery.
He would always be bright and loved.
He was day.
She was night.
Their only love, the only ones who would truly understand no matter how
different they were.
He was her sun.
She was his moon.
Never to be apart nor together.
