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The Moon
It was cold, The moon shone brightly. She lit each little thing with the tenderness of a forgotten night light. I saw myself in the reflection of the water, she slipped on my still hot skin. Un frisson étrange mais si agréable… The water devours you, but if you love it, you could let yourself sink to drowning. I looked at her, and my eyes shone. His reflection awakened in me thoughts that I did not even know possible. She was so beautiful … His lights dancing on my face, while the clouds tried to tear me away from it. Have you ever thought of connecting to it? Or are you just looking at her from time to time, as if she was not worth it? Every night she watches. Before the day erases it, it caresses my silences without ever asking anything. Cold and bright … A hidden secret, which will never make people happy. But so beautiful, that he would almost make you believe the opposite. I always preferred the moon to the sun, because every night it amazes me. But when I closed my eyes, I only saw black, The dense darkness of my own thoughts. Did I need more? No. I just wanted to see the moon again.
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Sun and Moon
I call it the sun and the moon.
The sun is the moon, everyone knows that they never touch, right? Of course, everyone knows that. But did you know that despite that, they think about each other every moment of their lives. They don’t see each other, don’t speak to each other, don’t touch each other, but each thinks about it.
We often say that it would be pointless to do it because they can’t see themselves, but deep down we all know that it feels good to think about it anyway, you know that feeling of comfort just thinking about it? Well, that’s it. We can’t see us, but we think about it to feel good. It always feels good to think about it, there’s always that little smile that settles on the lips and that little sparkle in the eyes. That warm feeling in the chest and those little flutters in the stomach. We are always perplexed by these sensations, unable to put them into words, unable to understand them, and it is sometimes disturbing. But after searching and finding no answers, I finally managed to put a word to it, the right word. To understand it, I had to read as always. You know, you read not to learn but to feel. So I picked up a book, not just any book, a book written by a well-known author from 1950, a very good author. I read it and guess what? I felt that warm feeling in my chest and fluttering in my stomach again. but it was also at this moment that I was able to put the right words on it. Love.
We don’t understand anything at first, but when we realize it, another world opens up to us. But there are different types of love, right? Family, friendship, but that’s not what I’m talking about…do you remember that warm feeling in your chest and the fluttering in your stomach? You never understand, don’t you? So let me tell you the truth and open your eyes. It’s sincere love, like a man and a woman who love each other and would love each other until death… the eternal and deep love that only one person could make you feel.
Love.
So if one day you look at someone and you feel that warmth in your chest and butterflies in your stomach, don’t panic, it’s not afraid…it’s just love and you are therefore in love with that person. There are many types of love, like first love… First love is cute at first you’re just learning to love and you have absolutely no idea how to do it so everything is random…and often first love breaks up… For my part, my first love, yes it’s surprising even if today I’m 21 years old, I had my first love really very young. And this one I called the son of the years… “Sunshine :)” Why Sunshine? Because I read it when I was just a kid, I couldn’t even understand the emotions, but all I knew was that when I looked at him from my tiny height and looked into his eyes, my heart skipped a beat. And when I held his hand, which was large compared to mine, a shiver would run through my body and make me shy. Well, I must admit that this love was forbidden for me because I was almost still a baby compared to him who was an adult. But you can’t control love, so little Hayley fell in love at 3 years old with a great man who took care of her and brought her to a place where children without families were kept safe, that’s why “Sunshine”. And yes, it was super young, but it was a beautiful thing, I take it for a beautiful thing. Was it also forbidden? Yes. But when you love, there is no end. So I waited and waited while growing up. But I wasn’t waiting desperately like a madwoman, I was waiting with patience and serenity. Waiting and waiting without ever getting an answer without ever being able to touch or see like the moon and the sun. But you’re still waiting because you have this tiny hope that one day it will happen and better, like I said at the beginning, you think about it and feel good. And then when you wait without ever having something you end up realizing that it will never happen, but you don’t take it badly, you don’t cry, you don’t feel bad. You accept it with understanding and you open your eyes to a new world where you could build your life. Yes you still think about it but in a good way. You let out a little smile because it brings you good memories. And who knows? One day you might find the love of your life. But for now, even though I’m sick, I’m still thinking about it…
It was a little story from my imagination. :)
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