Four: Tiny Planets Devoted To You
I’m just one of the many
tiny planets that adore you;
one of the many ones
you don’t notice.
You glow as bright as
the fiery sun in a way that
no one else can or will ever achieve.
Your eyes always glitter like galaxies
while mine look so dull in comparison
that you don’t notice my glistening tears.
Your warmth still surrounds me,
but I feel it slowly slipping away,
leaving me as cold as Pluto.
If I never spoke to you again,
you’d be so entranced by the moon
that you wouldn’t notice me
tumbling down into a void,
away from your sparkling light.
I attempt to be the moon;
the very thing that
means the most to you.
It doesn’t work, however, and
the void comes back to haunt me,
swallowing me whole as the stars go out
one by one until the darkness consumes me.
I am, once again, just one of the
many tiny planets that adore you.