Work Text:
Every day, the sun shines over me.
Reflected in your golden locks,
Was the indication of your future.
Bright and sparkling,
I fear I was blinded and yet,
Your eyes would always guide me.
The words you spoke
And the words you did not,
The distance between us became greater each day
As I was already aware of how we would end.
A token,
An offering,
For you to stay by my side
Or for me to stay by yours.
I wish for your words to reach me
Even if I cannot see your golden locks
Or kind smile.
Next to you is a space I cannot fill,
Nor do I wish to fill it.
My judgement,
Clouded and dark,
The acceptance that my time is over
Haunts my actions.
I do not expect you to forgive me,
But
I will wait for you,
As the Moon does for the Sun,
And yet
I hope our eclipse does not happen until you find your light.
