It makes me weak, really. Yes it always makes my vision blurry as my warm tears hinder the earthquake of the spiny goodbye. Seriously, what’s good in good bye? Uttering this painful expression feels like it’s entering a graveyard as if everything meets its limitation. But others believe that it is the most selfless way of showing how dense and pure your love to someone else. You’re known to be the bravest one, caressing the one you love’s forehead through your lips, embroidering his/her heart a space destined to fill in by yours despite of rays of distance; leaving the soul of your hands to his/hers for you to caress every edge of his/her fingers, to radiate your warmth of longing.
I just wanted to be your sun, forever. Let me be your moon for me to enlighten my darkness of pain inside through your warmest and luminous light. Let me be your moon who always takes stolen glances at you during the day. Yes, it would be the most painful thing to do, where I always extend my asymptotes just to reach you, even if I risk everything especially my presence. Yes, it’s true that no one notice the presence of the moon during the day. Even when the moon embraces the sun, so tight, and the heavenly bodies reveal their insanity, darkness will emphasize the spotlight, the light created by the moon and sun, by you and I, where people around us will just lift their heads up, will stare at us, will be amazed on how the light works. They will be hypnotized by the collision of light and darkness, but just for a moment.
Of all the stars that faintly twinkle, you’re the sun that never stop radiating light, who never blink because you never waste even just a single moment. But the thing is that the sun never meets the moon. And you know what strangest thing that the moon can do? It’s to see what’s invisible; it can turn the absence into presence, even if it is the most impossible one. If I were your moon, I will create dots of stars towards you, I would invent the strongest magnet that will bind the opposite and turn into one, cause we’re opposite, it would make the day and night stick to single reaction.
As long as distance is over time, the force of the love that creates us, it will be infinite. Saying good bye is not yet the end as period indicates that it’s over. But the thing is that it should be followed by another well-crafted statement until it creates paragraphs, until it becomes chapters, until it creates an endless story. Good bye should be followed by “See you soon.” We just have to wait until the soonest makes way for our paths will be crossed. We just have to make a chord between us.