SUN/MOON

He is like gravity. We are like gravity. This is how it has always been, just pulling towards each other with no control. There are silences that are comfortable and loud, happy times that are perfect. There is no one I can rely on like him. He is steady. My sounding board and my reality. It mixes into the exact right conversation with no words needed. Clearly I am the moon. I adore the night, dark, the sunsets, stars, and the cover it puts on the day. He is the sun. Bright and boundless. The sunrising is his life blood. He finds peace in these hours. I reflect his light. We are the good in one another. Nothing I have done in my life has been this easy. It's like breathing to be with him. He is open minded and our protector. The spectrum that is his light is glorious. I never question my devotion because I am clearly just as beloved. I have been rotten, in pain, sad, happy, elated, rude, giving, loving, adoring, selfless and he has been a gracious man. He is the same. He is my truth. I thank God for him everyday. There are just some lives that are meant to be shared. Ours are bound by the heart, those vibrant stories, experiences, love, and friendship. The sun and the moon.