Ephemeral

the day the sun lost the moon

reason #6:
his eyes.

     they were a pleasant shade of auburn and i always liked seeing them in the light,

     his eyes would sparkle like my mother's precious amber jewelry or the sunlight filtering through lace curtains in my childhood bedroom when the sun rose or the fading stained glass in my schools old church.

i felt like i was transparent in front of him, like clear running water, like he could see through all my feelings and thoughts that ran through my head at the time.

all of my thoughts just bare and raw, completely exposed to the likes of him.

he always seemed lost.

like he could read me but couldn't read himself.

i wanted to talk to him but I couldn't.

he was just way too fucking bright.

i felt overshadowed.

like the sun covering the moon.

my eyes are plain unlike his.

i couldn't compete with him or anyone else for that fact.

his eyes reminded me of honey.

teeth-rottingly sweet and unforgiving and the sugar was clogging up my arteries.