The girl who wanders throughout the stars Is always there when someone needs her Clouds rain But above them The stars haven’t moved And neither has she Confident enough to burn us Kind enough not to

The girl who wanders throughout the stars Is tired as the planet that orbits the sun Raindrops engraved in her skin Hair of plasma The girl with eyes like moons Bright yet with a dark side God I want her to be mine.

You, my darling, are the moon. I gravitate towards your Sweet lullaby, so soothing as a loon’s. You create tidal waves of joy within All residing from your small grin.

Your beauty shines bright, A beacon of hope Beating silver rays of light Over my captive darkness, Freeing all heavy feelings of harshness.

My moon, how I love you, More than the countless stars Surrounding us two. Forever will I hold you near, My love, my moon, my dear.

Roses are red Violets are blue I know for sure I will miss you

I will miss you from above…. You are my moon and my star I will never leave unless I have to….

No matter what happens You are loved and don’t be afraid to say you are beloved

Now I’m not saying this is goodbye Soon we will both have wings and meet our creator….

We can’t right now, my sweet love You have a life to live But we shall be together like the sun and the moon

(Authors note: I’m not exactly sure if this is what the prompt is asking me but… yeah. Enjoy!)

You. My love.
You are the reason I breathe,
my North Star guiding me when I get lost.

You. My love.
Your gentle caress reminds me why I live,
why I do any of this. It’s always been just for you.

You. My love.
The moon itself grows jealous seeing you shine so brightly.
It tries to outshine your beauty but never quite succeeds.

You. My love.
I’ve tried too many times to climb and reach the night sky, just to be with you again,
but somehow my ladder is never long enough.

You. My love.
My life would go dark without your light.
I can’t see myself going on without you, and now that you are no longer here, my compass is askew.

You. My love.
My shining star.

I will forever love you as you loved me.

You light up my world whenever I’m talking to you Just like what the sun and the moon do I feel better Whenever You do the things that you do I’m shooting all my feelings at you Make a wish And I’ll do everything in my power that it comes true We both know This convo is long over due From ur hair to ur shoes I love everything about you Ok listen I’ve been through this about 3 times But this fourth time is different This feeling Is worth feeling And you should feel me The way I’m feelin you Because this feelings true And ur “never wrong “ Or “always right “ Either way you should know the truth Cause I’ll treat you right You can tell by things I write You I like For you I’ll fight For you I’ll die When you and I Intertwined Stars collide You’re so bright
Like The sun and the moon You are my light

“See that star there That’s Betelgeuse Over 700 years ago It exploded

But it’ll take another 700 years For us to see it Here on earth Do you see that star there

It’s actually a planet that’s pink and purple It’s actually beautiful” I yap on and she’s still interested

She’s the castor To my Pollux She’s the moon To my sun

She’s the South Pole To my North Pole Different electromagnetic fields But attracted to each other

It’s like she’s the star And I’m the night sky Shimmering through Your wildest thoughts

———- I’m a super nerd I love space Okay gn

“You’re super special and rare, I gotta take extra care.”

• Shadow Mind ~ Ravi

BACKSTORY: I was Midnight Empire on the game we played. My spot represented the moon, cloaked in eerie darkness. Weirdly enough, I only talked to you around midnight, your time— halfway across the world; in India.

Around month two of us blandly knowing each other, you asked me for another player name. It costed five hundred gems. Before thinking; I blurted out “Sunlight Empire” in the private chat box. To my astonishment, you changed your name to my suggestion.

Remember those times? Of us just being awkward friends? We still gave each other those weird, half-insane love looks. So this goes to my Sunlight, always bathing my dark days in your brilliant light.

• 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂, Midnight

The sun was brilliant, way too hot for the world it heated. He would beat down on workers and punish the women without sunscreen. He was a trickster, popping in and out between the clouds. He would tell everyone a sunny day was ahead— then call for rain. He was joyful, happy. Bright and smart. Everything he could be. But truthfully; the sun was lonely. He was missing something he didn’t know he needed. Every morning, when he rose from his bed of weed and sapling, he would count his rays and make sure they were all there. They always were. Yet the sun was 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 missing something important.

On the other side on the world, the moon sat in her darkness. She was surrounded by silent stars and a vast open sky. Some nights, she would feel small, as if she wasn’t there. Other nights, she would feel big like the sun, as if she could light up the whole world. But she only managed a small light. She wasn’t hot, or smart or even bright. She was stone cold, dwelling in the shadows. She had nothing, wanted nothing, and hated the people that basked in her saddened darkness. She wished she could be like them.

Sometimes the moon would sneak into the sun’s light. The sun would see this and call to her softly. He would smile and dart between the clouds, playing a game of chase. One day; the sun woke and realized what he was missing was half a world away; 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. So he rose early that day and waved to the moon in the darkened distance. She shyly waved back and ducked beneath the treetops. It stole the Sunlight’s breath as he watched her go.

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳, he thought to himself. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴.

That day, he skipped across the sky like lightening, only to watch her disappear on the other side of the world. He was lit up in fiery anger, reaching for something that was just out of his grasp.

Meanwhile, the moon thought to herself; 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦. At this, she darted out of his view. When she peeked from behind the trees, she saw him frantically searching for her within the clouds and tops of the trees.

This went on for awhile, the sun and moon struggled to reach each other and tell of their feelings. They would call across the sky and tell jokes around the earth. Like a game of chase around a round table, the two were quite a sight to see!

Then one normal day, under normal skies, the moon darted out. This time, the sun froze in awe at her beauty. The moon, who was going too fast to stop herself, crossed right in front of the sun. Tender as the rays from the sun, her lips brushed his.

And the world?

Well the world stared in awe at their eclipse.

I cant control the moon, sun, or stars; But please tell me why this love cant be ours. When the sun rises at the break of dawn, Why cant I enjoy its warmth from your arms? Golden rays shine through our window shades, It lights your smile in this picturesque way. Although I know that I shouldnt ask for more, Its when the moon rises, Indigo taking over the sky, That the stars sparkle, And they remind me of your eyes; As you tell me about your dreams. I cant help but to look at you, as the silvery moon lights up our room. And that is when I dream,
that is when I find myself, wishing on a lonesome star. That you could be mine, and I could be yours. That one day I could hold your hand in the daylight, And sing to you softly in the night, Without having to hide in shadows, When the morning sun became too bright. Although that day seems out of reach, I have hope it will be true, but until then, Ill savor every moment I have with you, between the moon, the sun, and the stars, Perhaps one day we can make this love ours…

Rewriting this

Stars that shine like no other, A glorious symphony That never stops playing, An elegant shade of True golden beauty, The prettiest of paintings Displayed across the surface, These bright diamonds That blind me with every unsheathing, A lightness in every move, All can only be summed up By a single word.

Perfect.

Untouchable beauty, endarkened sky. I marvel at your perfect solitude; your unadulterated splendor.

Delicate beauty comes and goes, it’s divorce from the realm of perceiveability often forced upon it by the hands of those whose eyes are closed. Alas! Ignorant desecration does not shake you, untouchable beauty.

I ponder on your expanse, staring up as you stare back one billion times over. As I meditate, astounded by your grandeur, wordlessly, unknowingly, you remind me of my optimistic, peaceful insignificance.