As the autumnal skies compel darkness to set in earlier everday the echoless enforced silence of your absence fills my bleak loneliness everynights.
Over the years, dusk slowly became my comfort zone where soothed by the heart shaped constellation of detachment and isolation I have taken relationship decisions guided by its brightest stars; the stars of pain; sorrow; betrayal; grief; brokenness; lost; helplessness, fight, strength, self confidence, self love, autosuficiency and disillusionment.
Lately dawn seemed wanting to appear at the horizon when with the touch of your angelic softness dusk started fading away. As my attention shifted to admire the emotional warmth that covers your embrace, the enduring charm that adornes your eyes, the enveloping security that emanates from your virility, the equally deep-seated curiosity and open mindedness that bears witness to your fine intellect and the eternal keen sense of observation that reveals your artistic creativity, my sky was caught unguarded around you.
Nontheless, the idea of watching the day rise seems filled with promises of hope. Already, my heart filled with deep appreciation for the way you constantly assist my challenging hearing, by the way you fought skeptics concerning the depth of my beauty and by the concerns you showed for my health (physical and mental).
You introduced me to new and fun things like pumpkin carving, the art of metallurgy, you introduced me to friends and family and many other things I'm thankful for.
How could I resist to such man who appeared like a magnificent shooting star in a dull sky picture.
Such beauty, too good perhaps. I don't know but I've slipped, I shouldn't slip, my sky is changing, my guardian, my constellation isn't as bright. I know darkness I don't know what will happen if the day rises, I'm losing control....
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Explaining the effects of the movements of the evenly bodies isn't an art I poses. Nonetheless, I had to make an effort to write about them to bring enlightenment on my egregious mistake. We look at the sky for direction. My constellation completely disappeared to the light of this new dawn, because I have no need for it to guide me anymore. I fought by acting fearfully trying to take the old directions. I should've taken advice from daylight.
Can you please forgive me?