Poem -

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071818

You are the moon.
Always bright, even when you disappear. Always there, even when you shouldn't be. Even when the world isΒ in chaos and they don't deserve you, you appear. Faithful. Everyone looks, but not everyone sees the face you have hidden there.

I am a star.
One of many. Just a flicker in the sky. SometimesΒ I am there, sometimes I fade away. Mostly dim, occasionally bright. I take shelter behind the haze, the clouds, the dark, wherever I can hide. Sometimes seen, mostly forgotten.Β 

And all I want is to be next to you.
In your orbit. But it can never be, because stars may align for the people who look up, but people don't align for the stars who look down.Β We can never be next to each other. So I look at you, as I orbit, content to live off the light you reflect