The Sweetest Love Story
At first I thought the saddest love story was that of the Sun and the Moon
There's the Sun with all his lustre and warmth,
And the moon with her glimmer shrouded with imperturbable mystery
Two perfect creatures that are imperfect for each other
Too imperfect that the universe itself created an invisible force
separating them from each other
Never to meet
Never to see
Never to touch even the slightest magnificence of her being
Never to feel even the faintest rays of his affection
At first I thought the saddest love story was that of the Sun and the Moon
I was wrong
The saddest love story is that of two creatures who gave up on love
because they failed to see the beauty of each other
As I watch the Sun, a blazing ball of red, descending on the vast ocean,
I know that he is pleased
Even if he is leaving
Even if he is dying
Because as the last ray of his light touches the end of the horizon,
the sliver of the Moon's hand is reaching out to him
And there, somehow they meet
Two perfect creatures even though imperfect, respect and adore each other
Two perfect creatures that are destined to be separated,
understand that their beauty is not for each other but is meant for a higher purpose
Together they make the sweetest love story I can never understand
Maybe the universe is showing something
Maybe the universe is telling what love should be
The answer is already up there
I just have to look at the sky more often
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Words by Quennie Soriano
Photo by Philip Almero
writers note: photo of the solar eclipse