I easily fall in love with pretty things
Like rainbows
The sun and moon
Flowers, specifically orchids
Not to mention the prettiness of coffees and sweaters
And rainy weather.
Not to be unrealistic but
I fell in love with fairies too
With angels
Especially the stars that I didn't know
Could tell your entire future
And determine
Who we are.
Everything else is pretty
So I fell in love with everything
I basically fell in love with the entire world
Yet continue to struggle
On loving and finding a person
Who could be as pretty as orchids
As angel wings
Or as the world itself.
I continued wandering off
To find a person I can fall in love with
But then I met you
Sure, you were pretty
Yet not exactly possible.
YOU ARE READING
Sun and Moon
Non-FictionJust like the sun; she's glowing and shining. A bright red color that symbolizes passion and fierceness. Until she meets someone just like the moon; peaceful and subtle. He's understated and he's there. She's there.
