its cold
so very cold
as if the sun itself traded it's glowing rays of heat for the love of the moon, forever following her across the horizon
its cold
just so cold
as if the moon rejected the hopeful sunny lad, mystified as how such a creature fell for her glowing skin
its freezing
i am freezing
watching as the moon tries to claim the heavens for her own
its freezing
its so very freezing
as if the moon and sun themselves feel bitter with rejection and sorrow
i watch the eclipse, tears drying on my cheeks as i shiver in the heatless november sun.
i watch as if the sun and moon put aside night and day and push against eachother, sharing a sacrid and forbidden love, just for a moment, never to be forgotten.
turning around, i watch my own beloved being lowered into the ground. a sacrid love that has been forgotten.
i opened my eyes, no energy filling my core, my soul. fresh tears greeted my waking cheeks, and i stared up at the ceiling.
even though i'm awake now, the nightmare will never end.
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i had a nightmare but it wasn't this =/
have you or are you going to see Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald?
I SAW THIS YESTERDAY AND OMFG I WAS SO HYPED AND I WAS NOT LET DOWN!!! 10/10 I RECOMMEND!!! but seriously, if you haven't seen it or aren't planning to in the theater, then i implore you to buy/rent it by yourself to watch. its lovely.
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poetic escapes
Poetryim just sad. and so are a lot of these. tw because mentions of; rape suicide depression eating disorders self-harm anxiety ocd dysphoria ptsd
