Sun...Moon...

The air was in between heavy and heavier. The sun darkened every room. The moon would brighten the street with a tint of blue in an iridescent way. It sheltered the earth as if it was a huge linear fluorescent bulb. Why do I have to make the sun bright? Why can’t I keep the night alive with the moons light? Why does my entire being need to be shutdown, to have all others feel that the warmth is the answer? The neglection of the moon's light dimmed to turn into a new moon that made the streets blind. No matter what, the moon's light is never bright enough for them. It doesn’t fit with the warmth that they think it needs to come from the sun. Neglect me, the moon and my feelings. Life is not all sunshine and rainbows. Realistic expectations need to widen our eyes. The moon matters too. Remember that. The sun and the moon will always be opposite of one another, always, but they also need to love and respect the inner light that holds their feelings. I am here do not neglect me and diminish me. What if I wanted to do that do you? Let us just sit in our different lights.