āDonāt trust the moon, Sheās always changing.ā
thatās what i was told as a child.Ā
iāve grown older with false pretenses of an evil moon.
I donāt believe it anymore
I love the moon.
I fell in love with the moon.
I wanted to be the moon.Ā
Far away, able to vanish.
I couldnāt be the moon so I found someone to be it for me.
Over time iāve realized iām not the sun or the moon.
Iām some far out dwarf planet yet to be discovered
I tried to be the sun.
When I was the sun no one cared
I shined bright
I shined and gave my light to anyone who asked
I made everyone around me happy at my own expenseĀ
Eventually a solar eclipse happened.
My light was blacked outĀ
covered by his
he didnāt mean to though?
i went to my room the other day and i found a shoebox
the shoebox I put all the shit you gave me in
The locket you gave me when I turned 16
The photo of us on our first date at that shitty gas station.
i just drove by that gas station, they want $4 a gallon.
the high heels you bought me on my 17th birthday
the sparkly ones
where you said they didnāt sparkle as bright as my smile
how stupid was I to believe you
on my 18th birthday you gave me the best gift of all.
money.
you owed me a lot more than you gave me.Ā
you only wanted me for money and sex.Ā
i caught on quickly.
I stayed though.Ā
You dimmed my light.Ā
caused a solar eclipse.
the whole time I was thankful
it was just me
only one eclipse.
you were with other women.
i thought only 2 planets could overlap.
clearly i failed science.
you told me the sun was your favorite
so i morphed and changed to be the sun for you
and when i became the sun
you put out my light
iāve realized that i probably shouldāve listening to my childhood warning.
the moons strange.
different shapes and sizesĀ
you change how you look
you buzz your hair
you shave your mustache
it doesnāt matter
youāre still the moon
thatās bullshit warning was false
donāt trust the moon
he never changes.